Driving is like wooing a woman; just as soon as you think you've got it all sorted out suddenly something unexpected comes up and you totally lose control.
Going to the brink of death and back, in a nine car pile-up on a dual carriage-way, is ... very much like making love to a beautiful woman. First of all, brace yourself, hold on tight - particularly if it's a rear-ender. And pray you make contact with her twin airbags as soon as possible.
Something unexpected happens, and all of a sudden you realise that you are strapped inside a huge lump of metal carrering toward something hard and imoveable at about 100 miles an hour, adn about to casue destruction to everyone in the vicinity. I'm not saying if thats a comment on my driving or on my ability at relationships. Or both
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Date: 2002-08-02 03:26 am (UTC)I'm not saying if thats a comment on my driving or on my ability at relationships.
Or both