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…showed last 75 words of 407 total…gear to fourth and the car took off as I eased of the clutch, the force of acceleration pulled me back into my seat, the wheeling of the turbo only surpasses the sound of the exhaust system. It was like a harmonic mechanical symphony. In short, it may have been the car or the dream of reaching the car, but that day I knew that one-day I would drive that car again, or maybe not.