Thank you. I am just getting started. Wait until I really get fired up.

Found this and thought of you Steve:D

I won't share with you some of the things I have done to cars.:D

Totally love this line. Says it all. :p

In my 20s, I locked my keys in the car while the car was STILL RUNNING. TWICE. Genius.

Thank God I'm not contributing to the future gene pool. You people should thank me. :D

I would like to apologize for my half of the human race. I dont even like the way most women drive. I drove a 15passenger van for 11yrs,could park it anywhere. I still chose to park it out in the lots. Now I drive a tiny mustang and am invisible amongst the big pickup trucks here in TX.
NOONE drives my stang,except my husband and he paid for it. I dont drive my husbands 3/4 ton truck cause I just dont like to.
If I did put a dent or scratch in my hubby's truck I would certainly tell him. As for the gas thing. The rule is "if you kill it fill it".

I am an awesome driver. Bf always brings back our commuter car with no gas! But when I was a teenager I did do a fee horrible things to my 67 mustang, only to end up killing it. :( at least most of you don't have to deal with Asian drivers on a daily basis. My mom is one of the worst!

Ha Ha I am also bad about denting up My Husbands van which is very big and I am used to driving a tiny jeep wrangler. You and Him could share stories

I have a friend that says her kids "drive by feel" It drives her DH crazy!

Drive by feel? Is that were they check the curb alot?

Don't add me in that group! If there is anything in this world I love doing it's sitting behind the wheel of my car. :) I'm the kind of person that will park my car in the farthest parking spot, to reduce the chances of getting a ding. I'm lucky no one wants to walk. ;) I'd rather not have passengers, too many distractions and I can't enjoy the drive as much. And, I've learned the best way to park my car, and my trucks, is to back up into any parking spot. For my car, I save the underside of the fender (it's a low car) and the trucks... well I do it because most people don't think I can handle such a big truck. :p

Have I told you about the time my dad asked me to save his parking spot for him? I got behind him, at a safe distance. He knew I was there and still rammed his truck into my car! GGRRRRR!!! It happens. I payed to have the car repaired myself. My dad was having surgery and he was stressed about tying up loose ends at work and didn't realize how hard he hit the gas peddle. Can't be too mad at him. He's my hero.

My mom will rant about me and her precious pots... Apparently, I'm suppose to buff them before putting them away. :rolleyes: They're just pots and they're clean! It's sad. I care more about my car than I do her pots, and she cares more about her pots than she does my car. We all have our preferences I guess.

Does this mean I have to tell my brother not to procreate? He's done that 3 times already and drive like Mr Magoo. :p

Here is a memorable one. 1973. I just bought a new car for her in North Carolina before I deployed for an exercise in the Med. Gas crisis at the time. Not for Marge. She put Diesel in a gas burning engine. I got back, car was running a bit funny! She still laughs at that, I still cry.

Wuh-woh!:D

Now that is unconditional Love!

I hate to admit it, but I am a terrible driver. At least I only hit stationary objects, and not people.

I DO have an excuse - I didn't get a license until I was 28, and even now I don't drive all that frequently. I probably have less driving experience than most 20 years olds.