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Driving Ms. Zoe

Driving Ms. Zoe

Sky, trees, sky, air, sky, sun, sky, road, sky, speed. There’s nothing quite like driving topless on an autumn day.  It feels like it’s me who’s topless, as much as the car is. Liberated. Sun-kissed. A fast girl. Tom’s Z3, who is named Zoe because it suits her, will be 20 next year. Tom has … read more Driving Ms. Zoe

Posted on November 18, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1997, car, driving, speed, Zoe3 Comments on Driving Ms. Zoe
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