Reckless driving

[Stormystarr]

Some friends of mine just tried to kill me! We were driving somewhere that should have taken anout 1 hour and 45 minutes to get there, well guess what? It took half an hour each way! I was holding onto the door handle the whole time, praying that we wouldn't wreck, and the bumps, don't get me started on the bumps. I lived in Baltimore most of my life, so moving here to W.V. was a little different, but I never knew about all these back roads! OMG, they should be blocked off, no one should ever be able to use them again. They're dangerous I tell you, dangerous. Potholes everywhere, and where there isn't a pothole, there's something they call a bridge made out of dryrotted wood. I now fully understand what the word hillbilly means! Anyone else in this world have this kind of problem with roads (or friends)? Just wondering.

But now I'm ok, just a little shaken up. Hiding in my little corner whimpering.

 

[Cyan BloodsBane]

Hey don't complain... aleest it didn't take 1hour to get there.... I feel the need the need for speed.... ahahahahahaha

 

[Juliangel]

OMG that made me laugh which hurts like crap right now. That sounds like back roads all over the south.

 

[Stormystarr]

Glad you got a laugh out of it Julia, and I hope the pain goes away, or at least lessens soon. But it really did scare me, I vow to never ever go anywhere with them again unless I'm driving!

 

[Cyan BloodsBane]

More speed... more speed.... more speed... more speed..... o btw are taking about the the littel pill?

 

[Weird Harold]

Anyone else in this world have this kind of problem with roads (or friends)? Just wondering.

But now I'm ok, just a little shaken up. Hiding in my little corner whimpering.

I grew up in Oregon, and there were many winding, bumpy, poorly maintined roads there then. One of my favorite things when I learned to drive was testing my limits against those roads. That lasted until I attended the funeral of two friends who exceeded their limits and wrapped their car around a tree on a backcountry gravel road.

It was several more years before I truly became a "safe" driver, but their deaths slowed me down to just scary instead of dangerous.

I've driven on some truly bad roads since I first learned to drive, most of them in California although I've never lived there. Back roads in England were exciting, and Germany has some that are very narrow and winding as well, although I don't recall any there that were poorly maintained.

Once you get away from the interstate and primary commercial routes, roads tend to get less attention than they really need. Bad roads can be found everywhere, but only in the mountains are they really fun to drive.