Peekaboo, It’s Me, the Asshole Driving in Your Blindspot
Those crashing car sensor lights that have been flashing in your side mirror for 12 miles now? That’s all me, man.
Tag: Cars
I Made Some Educated Guesses on This Guide to Trucker Slang
10-4: Truckers believe that it is bad luck to say the number 40 because this was the number of years the Israelites wandered in the desert.
How to Talk to Your Friend Who Is a Bad Driver
Instead of focusing on what the driver hit (a tree), or nearly hit (another tree), remember to notice the things they didn’t hit.
Save Money on Your Next Ride with Uber’s Bargain Bin!
Shaniqua is a life coach. When she asks, “What’s your destination?” she doesn’t mean on this trip; she’s talking about your life’s journey.
Our Neighborhood Watch Is Just a Guy Holding a Plastic Bag Watching Women Parallel Park
We dispatch a man with a plastic bag (full of loose Arizona iced teas) to stare at her so hard she gets the dry sweats.
To Whomever Stole My 2007 Volvo XC70: You Have Made a Terrible Mistake
Consider that if you had stolen a different car (like my neighbor’s Prius, as an arbitrary example) and left mine unharmed.
Uncle Steve’s Offensive Driving Course for Young Drivers: A Syllabus
Course Materials/Payment: Double Baconator with large fry OR Pack of cigs (Camel preferred) OR 6-pack of Miller Lite
I Thought I Was Reporting a Simple Story About Pothole Repairs—I Couldn’t Believe I Was Right
If there wasn’t something more to it, I would be pretty bored and not have a good shot at turning it into a series of Pulitzer Prize-winning articles.
Solutions to Traffic Congestion the City Is Willing to Try
Asking everybody to scooch over. Or tilt the city a little bit so that everybody rolls one way.
My Self-Driving Car Lets Me Focus On It Killing Me
Better to be in a state of terrified anxiety that your autopilot could end your life at any moment.
I’m Terrified Those “Fast & Furious” Guys Will Come to My City Next
The real problem we urbanites face every? The problem of Dominic Toretto and his family of ne’er-do-wells.
This Getaway Car Is from “Pimp My Ride”
Just kinda set the money bags on your knees. I’d tell you to move the gold-plated racquet holder, but it’s welded to the center console.