Today I feel happy. I was out of town this weekend to visit my folks for the first time in a long while and on the way, a strange thing happened: Perhaps it was the combination of a blistering hot Summer day, the freedom of being out of town on the open road, the random selection of music with which I seem to have got lucky (Tom Waits through Siouxie and the Banshees to Sheryl Crowe then Juluka to Carly Simon and beyond...though looking back I think anything would have done it) and deserted motorways (millions watching England V Paraguay). I felt I had the world to myself, mile after mile of shimmering, baking hot deserted roads flying beneath me at speeds way beyond those legally permitted...banging music at earsplitting volume, beaytiul women driving rag tops..I don't know what it was but, suddenly, I felt alive, that all was well with the world, I was no longer hostage to my own mortality. I could save the world from it's inequities. The middle lane dorks and outside lane hogs couldn't dent it, the miles of roadworks in the Midlands couldn't make a mark, even the patrol cars and speed cameras were friendly adversaries to be toyed with..I didn't care, I was invincible. Pardon the melodrama but I haven't felt that good in a while and today, back home, while I'm still basking in the warm afterglow of that feeling I wanted to ask: Does driving the open, empty roads of a hot summers day ever induce such feelings of 'euphoria' and freedom in others, and what do you love to listen to as you pound the tarmac?