Morning Madness: An Ode to Mercedes S

This is the morning madness, of a drive along skyline.
Cutting through fog as thick as stew and waves of dew,
#@70mph, hugging the memorized curves without tapping the breaks,
the top and windows down, listening to the tires searing and splattering the film of water,
Mountains and cliffs shrouded in clouds in the clasp of prehistoric moments.
At last, I reached the mission, the valley in SF, parked the car and let it sigh.