Yesterday, she's driving and waiting to make a left-hand turn on to a street that has a 55 mph speed limit and it's on a hill, so cars are always going faster because of the downhill drive. She pulls out in front of a car coming at us from the left and the car has to put on his brakes to avoid hitting us. The guy had to be going at least 60 mph. I screamed, "Watch out! What are you doing?" I was pissed off but had to put on the happy face front because her mom was in the car and I was meeting her for the first time, so I couldn't get into it with my girlfriend. But this is the second time she has done this. I consider myself the best driver in the world and take operating a 2,000 pound piece of machinery seriously. So when her mom leaves tomorrow I am telling her that I am not riding in a car with her again. I want to live.
Anybody else ever rode with a terrible driver who made your life flash before your eyes or just scared the shit out of you because of their poor, idiotic judgment?
Anybody else ever rode with a terrible driver who made your life flash before your eyes or just scared the shit out of you because of their poor, idiotic judgment?