Dear Mr. Holst
I decided to warm up the car for a few minutes this morning before I left to go get my P. Terry's banana bread. I think I've decided that I needed to "warm up the car" before leaving twice in the last decade, and the first time was last Friday.On the positive side, at least I don't live in Atlanta: Atlanta's Roads Are A Frozen Hellscape Of Abandoned Cars And Buses.
After a few minutes, I stepped outside and headed to the car. As I opened the door, I realized I'd left the radio on and at high volume. Because of that, I heard "Mars, the Bringer of War" from Holst's The Planet blasting from the speakers.
As soon as I heard it, I felt my pulse race, and I thought to myself, now THAT'S the way to enter a car.
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