The last time I drove in a cemetary, I nearly ran over a dog! It just popped out of nowhere like a ghost!....Then we gave it some bread.
I like driving in the cemetary. It helps me with curves and stuff. I'm terrified of sharp turns , mainly on blind hills. That's really only because I've seen too many people driving in the middle of the road. They're crazy!

Snap, how old are you? o.O

She'll be 15 in February, but I've been giving her lessons since she was tall enough to reach the pedals.

Snap, you didn't even come close to hitting that dog. It just startled you, baby.

Oh. Alrighty.

i_hate_u wrote:i'll take ya out drivin'!!! ;D

... I've never driven through the mountains before, so actually, maybe you should take ME out drivin'!!!

[Its Willow by the way. ... shhhh...]]

~W

Joo talkin to me, miz sheep threat? If so, PM me...

You could always get the steering wheel control for the PS2 and a copy of GT3 A-spec.

It'd be simulated practice, but practice in a form.

white_darkness wrote:You could always get the steering wheel control for the PS2 and a copy of GT3 A-spec.

It'd be simulated practice, but practice in a form.

That costs money and doesn't deal with my biggest problem... the other idiots on the road.

I still vote for big open places with curves and signs. My mother took me to West Town Mall afterhours. It has lots of curves, and weirdly placed stop signs. And you can practice parking. And perhaps, most importantly, there isn't a whole lot to hit if you can notice things like trees, lightposts and buildings.

But still, no death or damage.

Dear there was plenty of death, just none of it caused by you.

I don't understand why everyone is so up tight about driving. So far I've wrapped one around a light pole (headon), I've had a woman come through the windshield and die in my lap, and I've survived. I still love to drive. What's the big deal? As for the other people on the road, you never know what to expect. That's why most driver's ed classes teach defensive driving techniques, instead of purely offensive. You can search for them on the web and read up on it. Comes in very handy. Has kept my butt out of many other collisions, that were b/c of stupid people.

Once again, Good luck

amazongoddess wrote:

But still, no death or damage.

Has kept my butt out of many other collisions, that were b/c of stupid people.

Once again, Good luck

I'm one of those stupid people, hence why I won't drive...

You should practice driving the way i do:

Night Driver, for the Atari 2600.

amazongodess wrote:Dear there was plenty of death, just none of it caused by you.

Okay, none caused by me, then. That would be the goal...

amazongodess wrote:So far I've wrapped one around a light pole (headon), I've had a woman come through the windshield and die in my lap, and I've survived.

... Wow. Brave. I would need a lot of therapy after that, especially the latter.

Ehm, well thanks for telling me that. I've always been afraid of driving....

That just made me a little more edgy...

Awww...don't be scared, just be careful. And besides, I think you get extra Goth Points (®) for people dying on you.

Ok, so I'm not a perfect driver, but the dead lady hit me when I was in the passenger seat, and someone else was driving. Besides she was completely drunk and walking in the middle of a major 6 lane hwy, after midnight. She had dark hair, dark clothes, and when we saw the body afterward, she was still hanging onto both beer cans she'd had with her before the accident.

We hit her, she bounced off the hood, came through the windshield and hit me in the chest, got pulled back out, then flew up over the car, bounced off the trunk and landed face down in the road. We'd knocked her clean out of her clothes, but she held on to those beers. It was a horrifying night, but looking back there were a few comical moments too.

As for the whole telephone pole bit, there was entirely too much fog, I was on a curvy road w/o street lights, and someone came by with their brights on. I'm sure you can fill in the rest. But actually the pole was a blessing in disguise, cause it's the only thing that kept me from driving into the ravine on the other side of it. So either way, that one wasn't so bad. I survived both and have some really nifty stories. I also had a really cool bruise from this one. When I hit the pole, it jerked me forward. My chest hit the steering wheel, right as my seatbelt locked and pulled me back. There was so much momentum that it didn't lock as soon as I hit the breaks. Well anywho, I had a "no smoking" sign bruised into my chest for about a month. Cool huh!!!