I drive the biggest, tallest, heaviest vehicle I can afford and still am paranoid of all the distacted, high on who-knows-what other drivers on the road! Half the people I see from where I sit in my vehicle are fiddling with their music, cell phones, drinks, kids, GPS and I'm convinced all the rest are impaired with some type of chemical. Some are a disturbing combination of more than one! And then there are the truckers who whiz by if they don't run up on your bumper. Between them and the chemically, distracted drivers, I feel a target as it is!
__________________  Jeanie and Tibbe One must do the best one can. You may get some marks for a very imperfect answer: you will certainly get none for leaving the question alone. C. S. Lewis |