Sometimes I’ll admit I can be a little stubborn and old fashioned.
Maybe I’m just getting old, I don’t know. I am turning 30, so maybe I’m not as hip to the streets as ‘ol Maverick this morning, doing a buck-ten down 101, passing people using every inch of breakdown lane and onramp he can find. I hope you crash your Saab death machine you [very offensive words omitted]. Don’t ever drive near me again or something tragic will happen to both of us.