Jack of Harts

Runalongs are a mystical creature that runs a long next to high speed vehicles like planes, trains, and automobiles with bored children inside. They take many forms. Running hounds. Leaping deer. Strange and otherworldly creatures of the imagination. Put your hand out, let the wind catch it just right, and you might feel them arching their backs up into the palm of your hand so you can pet them. Mine were X-Wing starfighters. Their mission, to buzz low and mow all that tall grass growing in the ditches while avoiding the power polls and other obstacles. They don’t come just for children though. On a long trip if someone else is driving, I see my old friends zipping along next to us again, like they were never more than a memory away.