Driving topless is just not a new thing. Driving with the top on, is.
When we drive topless are we returning to our roots? Is this why we connect and enjoy the topless driving experience so quickly? Does it tap into our conscienceness and rattle the part of our brain that says “this is good”, “this is normal”, “this feels right”?
I know how it makes me feel. And it is all of these things. Perhaps I was a damsel in distress once upon a time and a chariot was my ride, my get away, my destiny? For now my topless jeep chariot awaits me in my garage, silently, eager to save me, eager to please.
What would your topless vehicle of the ancient past have been?
- Monday’s Topless Driving Playlist 2012 (toplessdrivers.com)