Tag: Driving

  • My Friend

    My Friend

    There used to be a white-hot rage ever-present beneath my good-natured exterior.  People wouldn’t have believed this about me, but if you’ve ever been a passenger in my car, you might know what I’m referring to.  Yes.  I admit it.  I have occasionally been “roadragious.”  [If you’re clacking your tongue already, you’d better pace yourself. […]