
The autumn-afternoon ache comes on as I pilot the Silver Bullet past the undulating fields south of Dove Creek. The feeling of regret, melancholy, nostalgia, and relief infuses both senses and mind e…

The autumn-afternoon ache comes on as I pilot the Silver Bullet past the undulating fields south of Dove Creek. The feeling of regret, melancholy, nostalgia, and relief infuses both senses and mind e…
