[beppe]

Seriously, driving around and back and forth is not a game, however sexy it might look or feel. Even if some take it this way, it remains one of the most deadly individual activities.

So, it is very nice nice and entertaining to laugh about it, it has exorcising benefits. It is a little macabre, like in Mexico that they sell little skulls of sugar for the kids. It is tribal, and can add to the danger.

Fantasy

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One of my fantasies, when I am on a long line of stopped traffic on the highway, coming back from one of those long week ends, and there is someone smarter than the rest of us that goes ahead on the emergency lane, is to have one of my passengers throw a brick in his windshield while he passes us. But if I did that I would end in prison, he might have a serious accident, maybe somebody would be seriously hurt, life ruined .... No good

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I drive since many years,

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I can measure it with the simplest unit fraction of a century, yes, that old, in spite of my extraordinary good looks (my mother's fault) and unconstrained vitality. I also started very early, in the family they had businesses involving transportation. I started one of the trucks of my grand father when I was 4. Luckily I was too small to reach the pedals. My granddad kissed me fondly and gave me gifts, and then, when I had enough strength, he taught me few things

not ever an accident, even the tiniest parking bump.

The core of it is simple.

Go as fast as you feel comfortable.

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if you are not so experienced and you drive a powerfull car like mine, that goes to 180 km/hr without me noticing the speed, you might be in trouble. You better have somebody expert near you that shows you how to handle the car safely, right and left turns mostly, use of breaks and gears. Under and over turning. this stuff. On winding roads with changes of slope and variable visibility. Learn your style. Experiment on the wet, on the snow and on the ice. Pick up a large empty parking lot and get few scares. See what happens if: you break violently, you turn too much. try a narrow turn accelerating and breaking, suddendly letting the steering wheel go. See if you can turn the car while almost still, just with the power. Have fun, in the parking lot. Burn a little your tires. Know your car. And keep it in shape. I mean, who cares about gum wrappers scattered all over, I mean the mechanics, and all that expensive stuff. Tires first of all and the lights.

Keep concentrated on your driving as it needs.

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I do not even think while I drive. Well maybe I think a little about my loves (I am lucky, I have 3 of them going on now, which is a very good situation. I can look at all these beauties going around without any bitter sting of need or of regret, perfect contemplating admiration, they respond more). I do not take phone calls. I have an intense work/business activity but I do not take calls. if, I realy have to. I stop. OlderDaughter calls while driving. I ask where she is and if she is driving, I cut her off. No sex in the car. that's really dangerous, but dangerous. I have a kit for that, blankets and such. if the urge rises. I stop, find a place and do. Never in the car. Yes it is exciting. A hand that goes somewhere. A head that rests on a shoulder. Whow. Dangerous stuff. Very very dangerous.

Be predictable by the others.

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Driving is anticipation. Knowing in advance what will happen. A good driver is consistent and predictable. We recognize each other one mile away and relax. Just by the way we keep the car on the road. Therefore, there is no room for emotions while driving, no irritation, no insulting, nothing, just scanning the variables with the eyes, while the subconscious handles the car, keeping the maximum distance from the car ahead and from the car behind. The car behind can be a problem: a clear head, devoid of emotions can help. At least resist to go faster. Do not provoke. Let him pass. Many times he is there because somebody is pushing him, repeat. It helps to listen, the motor first of all, the wind, the noise of the tires, so music is a little disturbing, mostly. In thick fog I keep the window down. I should be at home, I know, but in winter, where I live some times I have to drive through it, and that is very very tricky. I hope to find a big truck and stay in its back, so behind that I can barely see its tail lights, and listen and hope for the best.