When I was little after every family gathering I would lay in the backseat while my dad drove. I did this so often that I eventually memorized the specific sounds that I would hear when we got close to home. These sounds evoke a deep memory for me so I wanted to capture them and the place they would occur on the map. First my dad would accelerate up the hill by our house, then he would use his turn signal twice to turn into our backyard, then the car would make a bumpy noise as its tires glided over the gate, and finally he would park the car and open the garage door.