Okay, so this may be a forced perspective, but every time I turn on my bluegrass music it takes me back!
There is a nearby road that I like to travel on which has heavy trees draping over both sides. I love putting in a bluegrass CD, rolling down the windows, and coasting down the road at a turtles pace.
I haven't tooted my car horn like the train whistle just yet, but it's crossed my mind.