Now, for purposes of description, you'll have to picture my car: an old, poorly maintained, dangerous collection of faulty parts from that wonderful time before safety became such a goddamn deal in this country. And my car is like any other small car- real hard to get into. That's important, because, after all, you gotta get into the car first. Otherwise, the way I look at it, you ain't goin' nowhere. And let's not forget, with any kind of car, just opening the driver's door and getting in involves a certain amount of risk. Have you noticed that? The terrific way they designed cars so the driver's door opens right out into the middle of goddamn traffic? Jesus! About the only intelligent thing the British ever did was putting that driver's seat right over there near the curb where it belongs. Of course then they went and moved the curb to the wrong side of the street.
SkelletonJack · Fri Sep 09, 2005 @ 12:38am · 1 Comments |