From CNN: An 81-year-old woman preparing to take a test drive at a car dealership hit her husband, a salesman, a car and a tree before running into a wall.
I narrowly avoided being rammed by her twin sister (living doppleganger?) yesterday as she attempted to take a left hand turn from a right hand lane.
When I’m 81, feel free to revoke my license if I can’t see over the steering wheel.
When we bought the Z, my friend Rob, kept asking me about the tires on the front end. Rob, who is a fanatic about all things Nissan, kept insisting that I go outside and check for uneven tire wear and weird cambering. I dutifully looked at the tires and reported back that all was well in wonderland.
At this point, I must interject that it needs to be understood that I listen to the stereo loud when driving. Very, very loud.
From Jon Carrol: “Greetings to the Imprisoned Citizens of the United States. We are Unitarian Jihad. There is only God, unless there is more than one God. The vote of our God subcommittee is 10-8 in favor of one God, with two abstentions. Brother Flaming Sword of Moderation noted the possibility of there being no God at all, and his objection was noted with love by the secretary.”
Damn funny stuff, you should go read it all. Interestingly enough, my Unitarian Jihad Name is: Sister Sabre of Quiet Reflection.
Quiet Reflection? Heh.
With the new job I have to drive quite a bit further than I did previously. No big deal, I like to drive. No, I take that back, I love to drive. It is quite possible that it ranks up in the top five things I like to do.
I get up at the crack of stupid in order to get on the road early and try to avoid rush hour traffic. I’m halfway to work before anyone else in the house wakes up. Mornings are generally pretty smooth. A short bit of highway that gets congested, but it’s over and done in about 10 minutes.
Afternoons are another story entirely. I leave work early (because I’m a good bunny and arrive early), again with the intention of avoiding rush hour traffic. And generally speaking, traffic isn’t as bad as it is at 5pm.