Friday, December 19, 2003

One of life's little injustices

In my perfect world, the kind of car one drives would indicate the kind of driver they are.

People who don't know how to drive or insist on performing dangerous feats of derring do at 70 MPH would be consigned to driving old Ford Fiestas and Yugos. People who consistently obey the rules of the road can drive the Jags, Mercedes and Porsches. Me? Why, I'm SURE I'd be driving a Ferrari or a Maseratti.

On the way to work this morning, I encountered a lunatic in a Lexus, a maniac in a Cadillac and a dreamer in a Beamer.

Once again proof that life's not fair.

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