It's about someone who has a car, which he has had for a long time. He thinks of his car as a "person" and stores all his emotions into a lump of metal with wheels. The man is obviously insane, but he loves his car, and it has been with him when he was 17, 23, when he was brining home his very first child. It also states that when the car was only three years old 1968, his father owned the car and brought him home in it.
All in all, about one man's insane obession about his car.
It's about someone who has a car, which he has had for a long time. He thinks of his car as a "person" and stores all his emotions into a lump of metal with wheels. The man is obviously insane, but he loves his car, and it has been with him when he was 17, 23, when he was brining home his very first child. It also states that when the car was only three years old 1968, his father owned the car and brought him home in it.
All in all, about one man's insane obession about his car.