Growing Old With Grace

By

Mike Davis

 

Exhaust fumes drift on the still air and the scent of gasoline and burning rubber fuels his adrenaline.

It’s been a long time since he last experienced this pre-race thrill but he’s confident his nerves will calm as soon as his gloved hands grip the steering wheel and the lights flash from red to green.

That was how it used to be, but he's piled on the years and the pounds since his last race. Reaction speeds and hairlines deteriorate with time. He will be starting from the back of the grid, so at least he’s not likely to get shunted from behind by one of the new breed of impatient, impetuous drivers.

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© January 2006