Date: 2/12/2017
By atwoodforprez
My choice of vehicle was a big shopping cart. When driving down the road I'd take my focus elsewhere. I'd glide into the trees and bushes. As I pushed myself back onto the road I'd kick myself and assure that I'd never take my eyes off the road. But I'd do it anyway. Some older woman was in charge of be roads and how others used them. I was afraid she would scold me.