I'm Bailey Andree, a student at the University of Georgia, but that's not what I want to talk about today. I want to talk about car rides. Not just any car ride, but the windows down, singing at the top of your lungs, wind in your hair car rides. You're drumming your fingers on the steering wheel, and possibly deafening your passengers as you sing as loud as humanly possible. It sounds great, and by great I mean "oh god will she ever stop singing," great. You're stopped at a light and serenade the car next to you because, well, why not? No matter how old, or sad, or disinterested you become, these car rides can always return you to that dream of becoming a rock star you had when you were nine. They can always put a smile on your face (albeit a grimace on your passengers') because you have some raw talent, here. And that's a pretty sweet thing to have.