by Sarah Ferris
Life now is a lot like a model A, back when they were new. Everyone’s trying to create a horseless me—one that can be left out of the barn, out in rain, one that’s self-sustaining, not self-deprecating.And it seems to be coming along, this journey into a future that includes the Gull Wing.This journey, where women develop cleaner lines to slide through their encounters—yes, it seems to be coming along,this journey where women invent new suspension to withstand bumpy bits,low-profile tires to hold curves.This journey, where they don’t need someone else to buff wax, check air, wipe the dip stick. All right, all right, they need a specialist to pull the carburetor and retool the fittings, but their girlfriends are really good grease monkeys and get in their guts to change the air filter before they choke on their own pollution. So yes,it’s coming along, this journey to a horseless me where everything’s different and yet so much the same.