Muscle Time

This could be a sign of the apocalypse or it could just be the cheese ball in me showing it's full capacity.



I'm not sure where this obsession came from; it sort of crept out of nowhere.



It's disheartening however that I haven't had this urge for one of these beasts my whole life like a primal animal just waiting to tear out and speed off with the pungent aroma of burnt rubber left behind



Somewhere however I got a notion that these cars were so, so, so cool.



Don't worry though I'm not going to buy an IROC or a fire bird Trans Am; I'm just an observer.