I'm the one passing you...
I love to drive fast. I don't get to very often, but when the highway is mostly empty on a late night, I can't help it. I push the pedal to the floor and I feel the engine ignite beneath my feet. The power is exciting. The knowing that I am doing something illegal and that I might get caught increases the adrenaline flow and I can't help feel like part of me is alive, a part that doesn't get to live very often. I feed on this adrenaline like a lion feasting on a fresh kill. It's dangerous, but only mildly so, and I don't get to be dangerous enough. Perhaps it is just a guy thing, but every once in a while don't you feel like living on the edge?
So if you see a truck zipping past you at break-neck speeds, that is me. If I am riding your bumper and passing you like we are in a life-sized game of Pole Position, I apologize, because that is me too. Life is too full of restraint, so please allow me this momentary lapse in maturity and judgement.
19 Comments:
I'm totally cool with you driving like a lunatic, since I'm in Michigan. ;-)
Plus, you all don't usually have the whole snow thing to deal with...
Have a great day, Speedy.
I feel the need for speed! (Just don't get the chance to fill it!)
Drive safely
B says he notices women speed way more then men - since they're the ones that are always late! LOL!
And you were complaining about the people in Pennsylvania?
I understand...Texans have a unique way of driving that causes most citizens (from other states) to clutch the arm rest with white-knuckled hands while they pray that you stop swerving sometime soon. I've had to many friends freak out about my driving once I hit Houston. Something about my hometown and the ability to own the road.
When it comes to speeding: you ain't seen nothing 'til you've seen Jacque rocking out to Jars of Clay on the highway. As her head bangs her foot hets heavier with each passing chorus...truly a dangerous sight to behold.
With the right music, or the "wrong" music, I'm the exact same way.
Fine. Just stay away when my son's in the car.
ummmmmmmm, I'm tellllllllllling. OK, I do it too. It's stupid, but I do it.
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I'm a complete speed freak. I can't help it. I don't tailgate or follow too closely but if the road is open, I'm gone.
I was driving my friends new car a few years ago as we were heading back from a seminar in Bend and I'm cruising along and look down and quickly take my foot off the gas. He wakes up enough to look over and go, "You're going 90, you might want to slow down a bit." Little did he know I was going 120, that's why he woke up.
The back roads of Montana are the best!!!! No one around for miles and there used to be no speed limit. Sky as blue as can be and never ending...it's awesome.
this morning when I tried to go breakneck speed, my car started tail-spinning. Tail spinning? Is that right? It was doing that thing where the back half couldn't figure out whether it wanted to go left or right.
And so I just gave up. Because I'll either get in a wreck or get a ticket. I seem to always get caught.
Ok...
I have BEEN in EDDO'S truck and witnessed soem of this THING that TEXANS CALL DRIVING!!
I AM SCARED PEOPLE! I STILL HAVE SCARS!! These people in Texas drive like crazy people. There is no chill on the freeway vibe like we have in the Northwest. We just kinda cruise out here. We laugh we wave at each other. We hold our triple tall mochas high in the air and give head nods...
These people insert the fronts of their steel beasts into the rear bumpers of EVERY CAR IN FRONT OF THEM!! GOING 90!!! NINE "T" PEOPLE!!!
They PASS ON THE SHOULDER!! ON THE SHOULDER GOING NINTEY!!
I WAS THERE FOR 3 DAYS AND ALMOST DIED TWICE!!!
Thank God this state has fried food... its not a complete loss
ha ha steve! That comment made my day - it's so true.
Come back anytime, soon we'll have you ready to drive in Texas - and not just anyplace in Texas, but the Big D!
Jubal, I think you almost died twice from the fried food you consumed, not from the driving. Eddo was about to have to give you C.P.R. while the rest of us watched, took pictures, and planned on blogging about it.
You are confused my friend, but it's o.k. We'll just blame it on all that coffee you've been drinking.
died twice? TWICE? I know the first time but the second?
Yeah, I always used to say that I should have been a nascar racer. I love speed!
Then you'd fit perfectly, driving in Philly. ;)
Am I going to be the only wet blanket here??
I don't speed because if I killed someone because I had to drive fast, I couldn't handle it.
I know..BIG FAT WET BLANKET.
But I have been in several big accidents (not the driver) and my father almost died in one riding a donorcycle. I have a reason to be careful.
I have been in England where Texas driving looks like a 7-11 parking lot. A small one. Not to offend the Texans present, but in the UK "Chicken" is not a game, but a morning commute. Try changing four lanes on a roundabout in mini cooper going 60 miles an hour...oh yes, that would be on two wheels.
Drive safely!
Maybe you can pass over into Arizona to be converted by their new highway cameras. As for Texas, I don't know what there is about me, but if get get near western Texas or the Panhandle I am always surrounded by "Smokies"
(Old reference but some of us remember)
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