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It’s not easy retrieving a toy from behind my seat while changing lanes in front of a driver who is wandering all over the road, but I’m willing to try anything to get my daughter to stop screaming, and I’m certain the world agrees.

    TAGS:  children, confessions, daughter, driving, toys, indignation, self-righteousness

As anyone who has driven in San Francisco can tell you, two wrongs don’t make a left, but three rights do.

    TAGS:  auto, driving, San Francisco

light touches :: 'mouse

They were cruising up Highway 1, just outside of Half-Moon Bay in a brand new black Mustang with the top down, wind in their hair, little gusts creeping into the car and greedily lifting the edge of her frilly miniskirt, the sun setting over the Pacific as the car gracefully navigated the curves and as his strong hand gently navigated the curve of her thigh.

    TAGS:  driving, freedom, highway 1, miniskirts, thighs

aspiring to multitask :: mercuryfern

There’s got to be some way to type while driving; I’ve always done my best thinking on New England highways, curling and cresting through scenes so picturesque you’d be forgiven for assuming them fake.

    TAGS:  travel, driving, typing

Roads :: Keith

There aren’t enough roads for all the endless driving I feel like doing - not even close.

    TAGS:  roadtrip, driving, roads

holiday road :: pam

At last, the rest of the car’s passengers were either napping or deep into their iPods; in the padded silence, Jerry was finally able to slide into a comfortable zen-driving mode that kept him from running the whole damn lot of them off a bridge.

    TAGS:  driving, families, holiday road, road trip

Drunk dreaming :: 'mouse

Two fender benders last night have me convinced that I should never combine tequila and gin and then get behind the wheel in my dreams.

    TAGS:  dreams, drunk, gin, driving, tequila, drunk dreaming, drunk driving

It was easier to learn how to fix machinery when it was broken, and so he drove home sad, and drunk, and utterly alone, stars pulsating, passing cars blending together, or unseen.

    TAGS:  cars, drinking, driving, machinery


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