Ideally, as soon as I turn fourteen or even fifteen I will gather a group of friends and travel the world in a VW Bus......
A horrible loophole in my plan, which was brought to my attention by a little peruvian boy named Mari, is that I can't drive at 13 or fouteen!
But no, that is not the end of my distant yet perfect world, I quickly remembered that children below eighteen are legally permitted to drive if it's kept to the farm land they might just happen to live on.
Yet another loophole, (stupid things!) I don't live on a farm! (as far as animals go at least)
The retro dream is still in sight: When I get arrested for speeding down a dusty highway in a classic VW Bus (printed with flames and flowers on both sides of course) I shall simply explain to the egotistical officer that: "The world is a farm and I'm driving in it."
Although this sentence may result in my vehicle of beauty being defiled and searched for drugs, I shall try it with a 60's fuschia pink heart filled with hope.
