Blood on the Windscreen
I post this purely for nostalgia purposes, as you probably remember seeing it (or in my case, sleeping through it) in high school driver's ed class. I also recall being forced to listen for 45 minutes as that yapping cunt who founded MADD stood on the stage and barked at us. Both experiences were annoying and pointless.
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using a motorcycle as primary transportation teaches you early on to assume that anyone around you is about to do something stupid and to always have an exit strategy.... :)
Indeed it does, Rusty. In fact, motorcycling led to the formulation of one of my maxims: "Always strive to avoid putting yourself into a position where you are depending upon a stranger to make an intelligent decision."
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