The shortest drive home

As we drive down on route 12 on this warm autumn day listening to our favorite tunes on the radio, we wonder where the road may take us and which turn we should take.

Really does not matter where we go? As long as we go there together it will be all good. This may sound like a cliche but it really isn't. We drive to nowhere and end up somewhere. 
We are laughing and new memories are made.

A job opportunity? Should we?

And then tires spinning, rubber burning, and the wind takes us or was it the foot on the gas pedal? We are out of here and out of control.

Ban Lines, oh no....and EJECTED.
And we fly through the air like tumbleweeds on a windy day.