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My window on a white world has suddenly widened,  to feast my eye's vision on bright colour, a full-sighted perspective of the dizzy reels of movement that wheels furnish to the static man. My plans for living now encompass a new blueprint. Mobile in readiness to roll to adventure, and spendidly accoutred in a private armoured-car, I charge boldly forward on chosen fields. Wielding my good looks to their best advantage, I can't complain if your sturdy solidity rids my image of excessively aristocratic elegance, spelling out a story that's different to mine.      We're bonded now, as in a kindred breed,      but I shall steer, whilst you're my trusted steed.