The Love of Driving.
I have it. Do you?
I'll drive just about anywhere, for just about any reason, in just about any mood. My car is my happy place, and it moves whenever I need to.
Fast, slow, high, low, automotive wanderlust, I love to
drive.
Its not the destination thats important, but the journey. Talk about this.
I don't even have a nice car. Its a shitty '97 Nissan Altima, but when I put my foot down it goes. This isn't Car Talk, but if you have a piticularily sweet ride go ahead and talk about that, too.
Talk about where you've driven to, who you've driven with. Talk about a tence situiation that you needed to drive away from, or a tence situiation that you've driven into. Talk about driving to relax, thats my favorite.
There's one road to Montauk Point, and on a clear night at about two or three am I like to drive this solitary road down the south fork towards the lighthouse. After you get out of East Hampton it becomes very rural, lots of open land, and there is one spot a few miles from the lighthouse where the road becomes straight as an arrow. I like to turn off my headlights because you can navigate by the stars, and I can see the endless vista above me in a way not possible in the suburban congestion where I life, barely a hundred miles away.
It's just me, the lighthouse, and that beautiful sky.
...I'm so hip, I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis.
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Best time I've ever had was driving to a college visit, then going out driving around town for like two hours in the middle of the night looking for food
I'm surrounded by nice twisty national speed limit roads.
I just moved specifically so I no longer have to drive to get to work.
Edit: jinx
There's a road in my town I like to drive on called Velvet Rd, but the more popular nickname is Dracula Drive. It's a dirt road that's just big enough for one car to drive on comfortably. When you drive on it at night, the trees look like they're growing closer together and it gives the feeling that the road is becoming more narrow as you drive. On one side there are trees and the occasional unmarked driveway leading to a house in the woods. On the other side is a cliff with a big lake at the bottom. There's an urban legend that the family that lives/lived in one of the houses on the road had severly deformed children that were forbidden to leave the forest. People say that when you drive on the road on warm summer nights you can still see them playing amongst the trees. All in all it makes for some nice nighttime driving.
Another time I was speeding down the highway some guy in jeep pulled beside me. He looked like a rocker type dude and was trying to tell me something. I couldn't hear shit because of the wind noise, so I did the thumbs up and looked happy. The twist of this story is that he had what looked like a 8 yr old girl in the passenger seat.
Needless to say I lost the will to keep driving at my current speed. Who knows what was going on in that guy's head.
This summer, my wife, son, and I will be driving Skyline Drive and camping. This fall, my wife, son, and I will be driving the Blue Ridge Parkway and camping.
The three of us worked as a team, though. The 944 would cut in front of me and slip around someone, than decelerate so the Audi and I could come around, and we'd sail along and do the same thing further on, moving as a pack and smoothly creating openings for eachother. Much fun.
Coincidentally, that very same day I learned something about that car. The Ventura, obviously an older vehicle, had those classy triangle windows in front of the main passanger and drivers windows. On the way home from school that evening with the sun comming down behind me I learned that the drivers side triangle window would be forced out of its positing by wind pressure at about sixty five miles an hour, but the passanger side trinagle window held out all the way to 120, and only when I was hugging the outside of a pretty broad right hand curve.
Stupid Phoenix
Now I'm disappointed.
Help me overcome myself.
Sure, why not?
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your = belonging to you
their = belonging to them
there = not here
they're = they are
I know its illegal to pass someone on the right, but I'll ignore that one if I want to get around and someone is riding the left like an old lady.
Also, this is amusing to me in many ways.
I like driving in my car, even with a flat tyre
I like driving in my car, its not quite a jaguar
I like driving in my car, Im satisfied Ive got this far
Yeah, I love driving. I despise public transport.
You know, I've heard this stereotype loads but never actually experienced it. I've driven in Florida a few times (A massive distance of Disney -> Busch gardens) and I was having a blast just cruising along in the boat. Maybe people react differently to Sebrings with the top down and the air conditioning on full.
If someone comes up behind me and flashes their lights at me I'll continue to do the speed I'm doing. I'm not going to change my speed just because some arsehole is so important that it's vital he gets to his destination 2 seconds faster, and I'm also not going to attempt to change lane until I think it's safe to do so.
Usually the only reaction I give is to flip them off.
I can get on a bus, and I don't have to give a shit about anyone else driving.
I can just read or listen to mp3s or play my DS.
your = belonging to you
their = belonging to them
there = not here
they're = they are
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Makes things an adventure, you can go so far in a car too
may be doing this in a motorcycle sometime. I think that would be a blast.
this thing is my Millennium Falcon
it has like 160k miles on it, but if you take care of a Saab it'll run forever
I fucking love driving it
I love that car though.
e: We have also named it El La Cucaracha
That is usually my cue to pass the slow driver on the right
Its been a while since highschool spanish, but isn't that 'The the cockroach'?
mine is named the Silver Bullet
I give my cars sexy lady names.
My car is called "Jesus fuck what the crap was that noise why do you insist on making these new noises every time I start you up stop it what are you doing why are you doing that you only used to do that whilst turning left now you're doing it whilst turning right why don't you have any poke can't you go faster than 60 why are you rusting all over"
It's a bit of a mouthful.