It takes at least one accident for a beginning driver to snap in gear. My son ran my car into a tree. My daughter totaled her father’s car. Luckily neither of them sustained any physical damages. The experience jolted them out of reverie and into reality. No amount of preaching on their parents part can do such an effective job.
I must have been dosing when my car scraped against a big rig. It woke me but it didn’t stop me from being reckless. I liked my solo trips down I-5, driving in the fog, seeing only a faint hint of red in front. And in the pouring rain, and on windy days when tumble weeds flew across the highway.
A young friend fell asleep at the wheel and was killed on the road on her birthday. I have stopped going to LA a long time ago.
