After 11 years I still gaze affectionately as I approach or leave my zed.
Even on a mundane commute there's a reassuring comfort from snuggling into those oh so familiar seats, turning the key and celebrating that the air bag or engine lights switch off as they should
Cacooned in a world of Zedness with just your tunes, the rumble from the exhaust and the gearknob tickling your palm as it vibrates characteristically to the touch.
Not luxurious perfection but unmistakably A ZED