I would choose the passenger’s seat over the driver’s any day.
You can lean out the open window and feel the breeze.
If the car is going fast enough, you can see the layers of clouds move.
You can follow the line of the electric wires.
Then the moon peeks out and surprises you.

Reach to the sky and feel your arm become cold.
Feel your face chill, but do not care.

Close your eyes.

Now you can feel everything.
The wind smashing against your skin.
Hair hitting your forehead and cheeks.
The viscosity of the air.

Now you can hear everything.
You can actually hear the scream of the breeze.
You can hear the other cars that exist.

Now you can smell everything.
It smells like water and dust.

Now you can listen to everything.
Listen to the music coming from the radio.
Listen to the driver not saying a word.

When the car stops, you almost wish it had not.