My driving record speaks for itself.

It's the idiots who cannot stop dicking around with their god damn mobile phones, who don't understand traffic signs, who don't understand traffic signals, who don't understand road markings, who eat while they drive, who sleep while they drive, who shave while they drive, who fix their makeup while they drive, who have sex while they drive, who do practically everything while they drive except pay attention to their driving that need self driving cars. And they would probably still find a way to screw that up.

Hardly a day goes by that someone doesn't invite me to become part of their latest collision. So far, I haven't accepted.


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'80 DL 2 door, '89 DL Wagon