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Originally Posted by camchristo
Ok, probably not the best time to respond to this after it took me over 3 hours to get home from work when it usually takes 25 minutes. However, we were (still are) in the grips of a HUGE fricking snow storm and the town I live in, which is right on Lake Michigan is not so great about plowing the roads. It only took me an hour to get to my town but then another 2+ to get to my home a mile away.
So, generally, I don't mind driving and I do a lot of it for my job. I generally make at least one all day trip per week. However, I HATE driving in the snow. Probably because my car is not so hot in the snow. I think I need some winter tires. That or an SUV.
My car history: 1981 Monte Carlo (my dad was painting it right in front of me and told me it was for a friend and then surprised me with it for my 16th birthday); 1997 Chevy Cavalier; my first brand new car, a 1992 Ford Probe; 2001 Mitsubishi Eclipse, and the current is a 2004 MB C230. Love it but not in the snow.
I got my license the first possible day I could - 16yrs and 1 month old.
Driving history: Had several fender benders right after I got my license. Mostly with stationary objects (the garage door and the cement poles at the bank drive through). I've had several speeding tickets but none that have gone on my record (being a lawyer is actually good for something)!
Most recent accident was a hit and run. The guy hit me and stopped and pretended like he was going to pull over and then took off! Well, I got his license number and called the cops and they found him and brought him back to the scene and he DENIED it to the cop. What really sucks is that the cop believed me and said he caught the guy in several lies and let him go with no charges and NO tickets. Well, his insurance company believed me and promptly paid for the damages and then some.
So, that's my driving history. I'm going to have a glass of wine now.  |
Tell me about it. Took me about 40 minutes to get to work today, usually takes 15 at most. My town was fine - lots of snow, but the roads were plowed. The minute I crossed over the city line - holy crap. Looked like the plows hadn't even made one pass through yet - and it was 9:30am!
And I love them old Montes.
I addition to the 3 I had, my dad had a kickass '72 Monte. Now that car had some balls. He got it in the late 90's, had it about 5 years until some asshole rear-ended my brother & cracked the frame. Bastard.
Brian - that TA is fabulous.
