[raphael90]

"My uncle has a country place which no one knows about...he says it used
to be a farm before the motor law...and on Sundays I elude the eyes and
hop the turbine freight to fall outside the wire where my white-haired uncle
waits...jump to the ground as the turbine slows across the border-line...run
like the wind as excitement shivers up and down my spine...down in his barn my uncle preserved for me an old machine for fifty odd years...to keep it as new has been his dearest dream..."

Red Barchetta - RUSH