I need your help coming up with the metaphors and descriptors for the recreational driving we do. Here is my start.
The last one may not be pervasive, although I’m sure it wasn’t just my father who used, “going to fill-up the tank” as an excuse to get out of the house. Was he?
What excuses do you use to get in the car and out of the house?
The dangers of traffic zombies are real, help!