Of course, my sisters felt the need to contact Keith and let him know my difficulties. It’s not my fault that I rarely drive and it’s even rarer when I drive AND have to fill up the tank.
#Road tripper definition how to
Then I couldn’t figure out how to get the gas tank open. And I was really worried!īut we made it, with 2 miles to spares (not sure how that math worked out). My sisters say that I am no fun when I am worried. Just as we passed the last exit in 20 miles, my gas light came on, with the warning that I only had 20 miles of gas in my tank. Just before the large, revolving brush thing came down on my car, snapping my wipers in two.Īnyway, the rest of the afternoon was uneventful and we got on the road to head back to Chicago. Picture the faces of the car wash employees who saw a car come dashing out of the other end of the wash covered in suds.Īnd then there was the time that I wanted to know what was happening in front of me and turned on my windshield wipers. There was the time when mom drove over a freshly painted road line and tried to wash it off at the car wash but she was already a little flustered and when the automatic car mover thing stopped working, she panicked and floored it through the rest of the wash, not waiting for each cycle to finish. I know that car washes are not really friends of our family. I’m calling mom, mom is trying to cross 5 lanes of traffic to get to me, slight amounts of panic … But the panic was for naught and the car quietly came back to life and allowed me to exit the car wash. I have a very narrow window of time before they are going to manually push me out of the wash bumper to bumper. What if I can’t get the car started again at the end of the wash? And there is a large truck 5 feet behind me. Yep, she has one of those keyless starters and mom took the key with her to the bank. So we start the plan and about 1/2 way through the car wash, I notice her car is yelling at me. In the interest of saving time, I offer to drop mom off at the bank and take her car to get a wash, then come back and pick her up. But mom wants to go to the bank and get her car washed. Once we make it home, we have a short turn around before we needed to leave again. I guess we weren’t his primary target after all and he just wanted us to know that he knew we were going a little fast. We eventually decide to keep going and we passed the officer about five minutes later – he had pulled over another car. I don’t want to leave for fear of leaving the scene of the crime. I’m pretty sure I was getting pulled over but now I’m not sure. But the officer doesn’t stop! He keeps going with his lights on. I slow down and pull over to the side of the road.
When he got along side of me, he suddenly turned on his lights and looked directly at me! Crap. I was going a little fast, but not THAT fast so I mostly just watched him for entertainment purposes. I saw a white police cruiser come up behind me. So it was up to me to get my sister and I safely home.
#Road tripper definition driver
I had to go home for a funeral on Friday, and my usual driver (aka Keith) was unavailable.
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