Once the job was done I climbed into my Infiniti QX56 for some winter crusing. I put on my most daring cardigan, to go with the mean look of this wonderful machine, the pink sweater just wont cut it this time. I had a sudden hankering for sushi, the cabin reminded me of an old sushi house I used to frequent as an adolescent, we used to tip the waiters less than the "standard" back then, boy were we rebellious, I remember the time we ignored the country club dress code and wore our blue jeans with the cuff rolled up in defiance, but I digress.
After I finished off the sushi, I hopped back into my infiniti to pick up my dry cleaning and a little surprise for my frisky francine; the traction was outstanding in the snow, also the car revved effortlessy when climbing steep slippery hills, which surprised me for its heavy curb weight. It was quite a long drive home so I decided to test the audio system by playing my Phil Collins cd rather loudly, I then switched on over to Barry Manilow, Kenny G and topped it off with some Barbara Streisand. The sound was amazingly clear and rich. The ride home was a doo woping shoo boping, finger snapping escapade down memory lane, I felt like an old whipper-snapper in no time.
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