Riding with Angel

I will admit that when we stopped off in Texas on our move out here, I did ride with Angel.
My whimpering, wailing and gnashing of teeth must’ve paid off, we arrived safely at our destination.

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6 Responses to Riding with Angel

  1. ExpatNJ says:

    Like a certain woman _I_ know. Do any of these observations fit yours?
    – speeding;
    – driving too fast for conditions;
    – following too closely (tailgating – and not the good kind, either);
    – changing lanes without signalling;
    – torquing up the engine;
    – (your heart-attack-waiting-to-happen here …).

    • kennymac says:

      OK expat. When did you move to Michigan and start driving with my wife, Maria Andretti? Don’t forget the constant acceleration and then tapping of the brakes. Drives me nuts.

  2. robert says:

    forgot the whipsawing motion when braking and suddenly accelerating too…oh and go like HELL on a yellow light!

  3. Angel says:

    Fuck you, wirecutter, you pussy. You knew you were in the hands of an expert driver.

  4. Granny says:

    It’s good to see you two are still having a go at each other. :-)

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