Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Hell On Wheels In The A To Z Challenge
Ah the letter H, and here it is 9:00 PM on Wednesday, I'm a little behind the time but hey, I'm still doing the challenge.
Hell on wheels. Yeah not so much any more. I told you all about cars and how they change as you go into Adulthood. Now it's time to tell you how driving changes as you venture further into Adulthood. When I first got my license it was pedal to the metal everywhere I went. Always speeding, always burning out and constantly getting pulled over. The good news was my Dad was kind of a celebrity in my hometown so I got out of a lot of shit. I was always breaking my car and having to repair it. My mechanic loved me.
I was always getting yelled at by neighbors and others for going to fast down the road. I just didn't care, I had a car to cruise around in. Then I got older.
Now I pretty much obey the speed limit...mostly, in Massachusetts the speed limit is a suggestion more than a law so 10 miles above it, you tend not to get bothered. I don't peel out anymore unless it is snowing and I just don't beat the shit out of my vehicles anymore. I can't afford them. Period.
Just the other day, I turned into one of my neighbors and I actually yelled at a teenager who was driving too fast in my neighborhood. Dammit, I'm old.