I lived in Los Angeles for around 20 years. I love the place, but the driving can wear thin.
driving at the speed limit--hideous thought.
I am a pretty bad driver, so when I drive, I need to be calm. I can't be vibing to DMX, all hype, in the car.
Really appreciate the sunset as you're driving home, cursing all the terrible drivers on the road. Be where you are when you're there rather than out there in the future or back there in the past.
Good luck finding a place to park in New York City. And when you do, good luck figuring out the parking signs, restrictions, and prohibitions. It is so complicated. It has gotten so bad, I never park my car without a lawyer.
It's probably similar to being in New York City and having a cab driver behind you and you're driving too slow. It's not the most pleasant thing.
Nothing can really prepare you for when you get in the Formula One car. Knowing that you're driving a multimillion-dollar car, and if you crash it it's going to cost a lot of money, and they might not give you another chance, is scary.
I get road rage. I can't drive because I cuss people out.
There's a lot of stress... but once you get in the car, all that goes out the window.
If I'm driving to L.A. and have anxiety about making the drive, if I've got Peggy with me, we're cool.
For a driver to be driven by somebody else is an ordeal, for there are only three types of drivers: the too fast, the timid and oneself.
Honestly, the average American spends about 52 minutes a day in commute traffic. And as much as I love driving my car and many people like driving their car, commuting has never been fun for me.
Every time I was driving on the L.A. freeway in a small car, it was very unnerving for me. One time I rented an SUV, and it just changed my whole perspective of driving, and I was converted to SUVs from that day on.
Sometimes when I am driving I get so angry at inconsiderate drivers that I want to scream at them. But then I remember how insignificant that is, and I thank God that I have a car and my health and gas. That was phrased wrong-normally you wouldn't say, thank God I have gas.
I have some road rage inside of me. Traffic, especially in L.A., is a pet peeve of mine.
Learning to drive is a scary thing for a parent. I had to basically lie to get the keys when I was a kid.
Every parent knows that for a kid, the car is chloroform.
I am tired and weary because people are continually forcing me off the road. I was actually honked off once.
I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard sign that I don’t remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is 'Disappear Here' and even though it’s probably an ad for some resort, it still freaks me out a little and I step on the gas really hard and the car screeches as I leave the light.
I just don't like to drive. I'm not a bad driver, I just don't like to drive.
There are several methods for introducing your children to driving, and all of them are bad. Probably the worst is to put it off.
I love driving through Western Massachusetts, out through the Berkshires, when the road is empty and it's a nice day. I don't like driving home on Memorial Drive at 5:45 or 6:45 at night when it's crowded and stressful. I think that's true of most people, and the goal of automated driving is to take the stressful part of driving out of the task.
That L.A. traffic is no joke.
I used to have a road-rage issue.
I have older boys and two of them are driving which is scary to me just because of the police nowadays.
