in the wind we fly. my hair. your hair. the wind takes it and we fly away; to a place nobody knows but us. we’re on our way to nowhere and for once, neither of us could be happier. for once, we’re finally free.
alex
I saw the little red convertible going down the free way and it gave me a rush i just wanted to be in the drivers seat going as fast as i could in the little red convertible
Terra madison
my mother’s red convertible… poor mother, in her red convertible. Just who does she think she is, Angelina Jolie?
My stepmother, mimicking my mother, purchased an orange convertible.
Bullshit. She can’t have three cars.
Not fair. My car. I miss it.
Convert My Ass!! BITCHES!
benjamin
a convertible is a sign of summer. bon jovi’s line in the song “summertime”: “it feels something like summertime, top down and nothing but time” is what i think of when i hear the word. i would be terrified to drive in a convertible. even more terrified to ride in one. they do look nice though.
katie
The wind in my hair. The radio blaring “People are strange”. Swimming through the humid night, smells and sounds and breathing and laughing and being. Here. only here. Only now. Only in my convertible, with the top down. Driving through the night.
Lee
topless freedom getting sexy hair facial massage
tisara
i was in a convertible once i didn’t really like it there was a lot of wind and i really couldn’t hear the person i was talking to to. i didn’t like him either he is kind of a jerk i don’t know why i was driving with him. I think we might have had a project to do or something that car was a piece, i can’t believe he spent so much on it.
Matt DiBella
The car was moving at a huge speed at the intersection. It suddenly screeched rather loudly and whumped into another car, which was traveling in the opposite direction. There were screams coming from the diner as people looked on in horror.
Jessica
top down, flying fast
down the street
through deep valleys
and across the breeze
exploring, enjoying,
free as can be
spinning, twirling,
seeing everything you can see
people rushing past
dreaming that they could be
in the passenger seat
in the mountains
passing by houses
mansions and villas passing you by
mile after mile of green fields
living for the moment
sing loud
belting out hit me baby one more time
living the life of a teenager again
years passing by like the flowers on the horizon
the sun is setting
about time to return home
wishing you could stay out all night
the wind in your hair
waiting for the stars to come out
the moon appears
time to head home before the night is over
pull into the driveway
and fall fast asleep
awake to a long night
in which your dream seemed as if it were
reality…
only you will know…
Mallory Nye
They are cold in winter. It is difficult not to hurt the top. Dogs love to lay on them. Some are yellow. At least, the one I rode in was. Of course the last one was grey/silver. Silver sounds better. lol Okay, I don’t know what else to say. Maybe a convertible can be anything that can be converted. So can people be convertibles if they “convert” to different religions or no religion at all? Hmmmm… Can a meatloaf be convertible if it later becomes a sandwich? I am beginning to wonder if I should have read the directions on this first. Oh, well, Stumbling is fun!
PattySnelling
I am very convertible. i think it is importatnt for a person to be able to convert. ii dont ink that convertibles are safe because if ever in a wreck the chances of living are slim to none.
sunni
My ex boyfriend really liked cars. He liked convertibles which therefore somewhat turns me off of them. I really don’t like that Ex any more, at all. I have a new BOy who I love very much.
Kait
There was this one time, when i was about 6 and my old nanny still lived with us, when i went driving in a jeep for the first time. it was such an uplifting experience, having the top down and the wind blowing my hair everywhere. i remember i didn’t like it much, however invigorating because my hair was always so messy.
Jessie
They are alright. I feel that people who drive around in them, with the top down, all day think that they’re just the coolest thing ever. I wouldn’t really get one, but I guess it’s just because it’s not really my style. When I think of convertibles, I usually think of ones that are dark red.
savannah
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a car that isn’t practical in my country yet i still want one. possibly red. although my caring environmental side wants a horse. a convertible horse. yes. that is all.
nadia
one day he loves life and everything in it, the next he hates everyone and everything… he’s like a convertible, fun and breezy one minute, then hot and stuffy the next. just as annoying as watching rich yuppies drive around in one for no damn reason, just to be rich-looking.
J Cooper
its a nice kind of car with a top that comes down. it could also be considered a state that something is in. as in a person who is unsure of his faith is convertible and could be changed.
evan
I have a convertivle mustang that needs it’s top replaced. My gal and I drove by a place taht can fix it, but we don’t want to take it there cuz it looks cheap in a bad way. my old mustang convtertible has a great top that is in fine shape. go figure
dan gerhart
Flying down the street. Do I stop? Do I go? Where is the damn sign?
Aw hell, I might as well just drive faster.
Flying through the alleys. Should I stop? Should I go?
Slam on the brakes, slam on the gas!
Shard
I don’t really know anything about them but they sure look cool. They seem expensive and I don’t have a lot of money. I think I would like one, I do like the wind in my hair.
Chris
Downward spiral, falling down. That’s what they called it, that’s what they said. Made sense, I guess. After all: here I stand, down here. Holding my head up, and looking towards that singular square of starlight. It’s all I got left.
The Fool
It’s a top down, and it’s red.
It’s a blonde, and it’s a bikini
Most of all, it’s summer 1978
And life is easy.
Liz
I don’t really like riding in convertible cars. It’s really noisy. you can’t hear the other peron talking ot the music. Also, the wind blows your heair around so much you can’t see. And, it’s hot!! So, that tells you why I would never pay extra money just to be able to ride with the top down. I like the top up and the windows down!
Suzy
flashy, red and super speed. hyper drive and wind-blown hair. half a machine. transforms into mayhem.
Jessica
i drive downtown in my brand new convertable.
its just me and the road as i drive full speed into the wind. hair rustling into my face and the radio is blasting. as new sights and sounds are rushing past my senses in a blur, all i can do is breathe.
darcy
he took her in his black convertible and they drove and drove in the hot dewyness of that sunday morning. Their clothes were wet and their blood ran hot in their veins as they went on and on..
Paula
you are stupid because you own a convertable.. convertables are cool. I like convertables. They are neat. they can switch from a roof to no roof. i like them because i dont have one. hahahaha. i wan t a ferrari because they make convetrtabels. they are neat too. convertables start with a c and they end with a le. isnt that neat?
faggot
The convertible had seen better days. Much like its owner, it was a “ten-footer.” Sleek and desirable from a distance, when viewed upclose and personal, each paled in conparison to other, much younger, much brighter vehicles and women.
Bill Kirby
I have no idea what to say about this word. It means changable, varying, going from one thing to another. There are convertible toys, cars (toys for big kids!), beds, rooms. . . I guess it’s just a word for change.
Jessica
yeaterday i bought some virgin cds to put some music of the moment on it. With all ready, i put the cds on m computer and was appearing a windonw every time with THIS CD ISNT COVERTIBLE TO THIS SONGS !! i was really sad because i bought some cds for absolutlly nothng, but than i made a beautiful art with them and it was lovely !
laura
Matt’s convertible was the first one that I was ever in. I can remember the first time I saw it was on our first date when he came to pick me up. Even though it was February, and freezing cold, I thought it was the coolest thing. It was a toyota.
Paula
flying down the road, in the very pricey red convertible, she was surprised to find that she did NOT feel like a grace kelly
she could only pay attention to the fact that her hair was swirling upon itself, forming one giant horrifying knot.
not exactly grace-ful
Stefanie
I dirve down a long road on the coast of Calinfornia. My scarf on my neck whips in the wind. The top of my red convertible is down and the salty breeze is all around me. What a special moment! A moment of you and your creator. And of course your other creator.
Jordan
Convertible are cars that make people look cool. But in reality a convertible is a thing for pussies and women. Women can pull it of because they have pussies, men driving them need some self assurance so they think they are so cool driving these fucking things. Go suck a cock convertible driver guy because you suck at life.
Kevin Preston
is a car that has it’s top down. a lot of rich people drive it. it has 4 wheels. it is breezy. it is known as a pussy magnet. people feel cool while driving it. it is good for summer weather. it is better than the average car.
skoz
I sat in the convertible. My hands glided against the smooth leather seats. I sighed, this perfect black corvette just wasn’t good enough. I couldn’t share this with the person who deserved it most.
Hannah
convertible isn’t really a word that inspires. Middle aged men not wanting to face it. Youth is forever. It cannot be reclaimed, just hoped for. Do those guys really feel young? I’ve always wanted an MG convertible myself.
bcrine
How I wish I had enough money too afford a convertible…Even with gas as it is, driving is so expensive now a days! When will we have electric cars at every corner?
DJ
fast breathing in zoom mountains flying by pavement mass yellow lines blurred to one get out of here on the lam no room left to breathe, we gotta get out of here, just jump in the car and drive never looking back, headlights fading into the night sky we jump in the car and drive.
in the wind we fly. my hair. your hair. the wind takes it and we fly away; to a place nobody knows but us. we’re on our way to nowhere and for once, neither of us could be happier. for once, we’re finally free.
I saw the little red convertible going down the free way and it gave me a rush i just wanted to be in the drivers seat going as fast as i could in the little red convertible
my mother’s red convertible… poor mother, in her red convertible. Just who does she think she is, Angelina Jolie?
My stepmother, mimicking my mother, purchased an orange convertible.
Bullshit. She can’t have three cars.
Not fair. My car. I miss it.
Convert My Ass!! BITCHES!
a convertible is a sign of summer. bon jovi’s line in the song “summertime”: “it feels something like summertime, top down and nothing but time” is what i think of when i hear the word. i would be terrified to drive in a convertible. even more terrified to ride in one. they do look nice though.
The wind in my hair. The radio blaring “People are strange”. Swimming through the humid night, smells and sounds and breathing and laughing and being. Here. only here. Only now. Only in my convertible, with the top down. Driving through the night.
topless freedom getting sexy hair facial massage
i was in a convertible once i didn’t really like it there was a lot of wind and i really couldn’t hear the person i was talking to to. i didn’t like him either he is kind of a jerk i don’t know why i was driving with him. I think we might have had a project to do or something that car was a piece, i can’t believe he spent so much on it.
The car was moving at a huge speed at the intersection. It suddenly screeched rather loudly and whumped into another car, which was traveling in the opposite direction. There were screams coming from the diner as people looked on in horror.
top down, flying fast
down the street
through deep valleys
and across the breeze
exploring, enjoying,
free as can be
spinning, twirling,
seeing everything you can see
people rushing past
dreaming that they could be
in the passenger seat
in the mountains
passing by houses
mansions and villas passing you by
mile after mile of green fields
living for the moment
sing loud
belting out hit me baby one more time
living the life of a teenager again
years passing by like the flowers on the horizon
the sun is setting
about time to return home
wishing you could stay out all night
the wind in your hair
waiting for the stars to come out
the moon appears
time to head home before the night is over
pull into the driveway
and fall fast asleep
awake to a long night
in which your dream seemed as if it were
reality…
only you will know…
They are cold in winter. It is difficult not to hurt the top. Dogs love to lay on them. Some are yellow. At least, the one I rode in was. Of course the last one was grey/silver. Silver sounds better. lol Okay, I don’t know what else to say. Maybe a convertible can be anything that can be converted. So can people be convertibles if they “convert” to different religions or no religion at all? Hmmmm… Can a meatloaf be convertible if it later becomes a sandwich? I am beginning to wonder if I should have read the directions on this first. Oh, well, Stumbling is fun!
I am very convertible. i think it is importatnt for a person to be able to convert. ii dont ink that convertibles are safe because if ever in a wreck the chances of living are slim to none.
My ex boyfriend really liked cars. He liked convertibles which therefore somewhat turns me off of them. I really don’t like that Ex any more, at all. I have a new BOy who I love very much.
There was this one time, when i was about 6 and my old nanny still lived with us, when i went driving in a jeep for the first time. it was such an uplifting experience, having the top down and the wind blowing my hair everywhere. i remember i didn’t like it much, however invigorating because my hair was always so messy.
They are alright. I feel that people who drive around in them, with the top down, all day think that they’re just the coolest thing ever. I wouldn’t really get one, but I guess it’s just because it’s not really my style. When I think of convertibles, I usually think of ones that are dark red.
jhutguyeuhuyhugeuguroe;gurgugvu4t
a car that isn’t practical in my country yet i still want one. possibly red. although my caring environmental side wants a horse. a convertible horse. yes. that is all.
one day he loves life and everything in it, the next he hates everyone and everything… he’s like a convertible, fun and breezy one minute, then hot and stuffy the next. just as annoying as watching rich yuppies drive around in one for no damn reason, just to be rich-looking.
its a nice kind of car with a top that comes down. it could also be considered a state that something is in. as in a person who is unsure of his faith is convertible and could be changed.
I have a convertivle mustang that needs it’s top replaced. My gal and I drove by a place taht can fix it, but we don’t want to take it there cuz it looks cheap in a bad way. my old mustang convtertible has a great top that is in fine shape. go figure
Flying down the street. Do I stop? Do I go? Where is the damn sign?
Aw hell, I might as well just drive faster.
Flying through the alleys. Should I stop? Should I go?
Slam on the brakes, slam on the gas!
I don’t really know anything about them but they sure look cool. They seem expensive and I don’t have a lot of money. I think I would like one, I do like the wind in my hair.
Downward spiral, falling down. That’s what they called it, that’s what they said. Made sense, I guess. After all: here I stand, down here. Holding my head up, and looking towards that singular square of starlight. It’s all I got left.
It’s a top down, and it’s red.
It’s a blonde, and it’s a bikini
Most of all, it’s summer 1978
And life is easy.
I don’t really like riding in convertible cars. It’s really noisy. you can’t hear the other peron talking ot the music. Also, the wind blows your heair around so much you can’t see. And, it’s hot!! So, that tells you why I would never pay extra money just to be able to ride with the top down. I like the top up and the windows down!
flashy, red and super speed. hyper drive and wind-blown hair. half a machine. transforms into mayhem.
i drive downtown in my brand new convertable.
its just me and the road as i drive full speed into the wind. hair rustling into my face and the radio is blasting. as new sights and sounds are rushing past my senses in a blur, all i can do is breathe.
he took her in his black convertible and they drove and drove in the hot dewyness of that sunday morning. Their clothes were wet and their blood ran hot in their veins as they went on and on..
you are stupid because you own a convertable.. convertables are cool. I like convertables. They are neat. they can switch from a roof to no roof. i like them because i dont have one. hahahaha. i wan t a ferrari because they make convetrtabels. they are neat too. convertables start with a c and they end with a le. isnt that neat?
The convertible had seen better days. Much like its owner, it was a “ten-footer.” Sleek and desirable from a distance, when viewed upclose and personal, each paled in conparison to other, much younger, much brighter vehicles and women.
I have no idea what to say about this word. It means changable, varying, going from one thing to another. There are convertible toys, cars (toys for big kids!), beds, rooms. . . I guess it’s just a word for change.
yeaterday i bought some virgin cds to put some music of the moment on it. With all ready, i put the cds on m computer and was appearing a windonw every time with THIS CD ISNT COVERTIBLE TO THIS SONGS !! i was really sad because i bought some cds for absolutlly nothng, but than i made a beautiful art with them and it was lovely !
Matt’s convertible was the first one that I was ever in. I can remember the first time I saw it was on our first date when he came to pick me up. Even though it was February, and freezing cold, I thought it was the coolest thing. It was a toyota.
flying down the road, in the very pricey red convertible, she was surprised to find that she did NOT feel like a grace kelly
she could only pay attention to the fact that her hair was swirling upon itself, forming one giant horrifying knot.
not exactly grace-ful
I dirve down a long road on the coast of Calinfornia. My scarf on my neck whips in the wind. The top of my red convertible is down and the salty breeze is all around me. What a special moment! A moment of you and your creator. And of course your other creator.
Convertible are cars that make people look cool. But in reality a convertible is a thing for pussies and women. Women can pull it of because they have pussies, men driving them need some self assurance so they think they are so cool driving these fucking things. Go suck a cock convertible driver guy because you suck at life.
is a car that has it’s top down. a lot of rich people drive it. it has 4 wheels. it is breezy. it is known as a pussy magnet. people feel cool while driving it. it is good for summer weather. it is better than the average car.
I sat in the convertible. My hands glided against the smooth leather seats. I sighed, this perfect black corvette just wasn’t good enough. I couldn’t share this with the person who deserved it most.
convertible isn’t really a word that inspires. Middle aged men not wanting to face it. Youth is forever. It cannot be reclaimed, just hoped for. Do those guys really feel young? I’ve always wanted an MG convertible myself.
How I wish I had enough money too afford a convertible…Even with gas as it is, driving is so expensive now a days! When will we have electric cars at every corner?
fast breathing in zoom mountains flying by pavement mass yellow lines blurred to one get out of here on the lam no room left to breathe, we gotta get out of here, just jump in the car and drive never looking back, headlights fading into the night sky we jump in the car and drive.