I live in the South now but I learned to drive in New York. Practiced in Boston and mastered my skills in New Jersey. (I have parallel parked a Tahoe in Manhattan.!)
I'm not a polite driver. I have a bit of a lead foot. I occasionally treat red lights like a drag strip. Nothing ridiculous, no 128 in a 45. I leave that to the professionals.
I dread any conversation that starts with "I saw you driving the other day."
Of course none of this makes me drive any nicer but at least I know I'm crazy right? That's got to count for something. Seriously. That counts right?
Back on point.
There are a lot of weird things about North Carolina driving. For one the parking lots are confusing and have so many dead ends they all kind of feel like a trap. Another is most drivers refusal to use lanes that will eventually merge.
It's called a merge. Seriously.
That isn't what this is about though.
You know how they say your children learn from what you do not what you say?
Colin was in the car with me and we were at the above pictured intersection. Of course I was in the merge lane. There was however, one car in front of me. When the light turned green the car proceeded to go but very slowly.
I happened to notice that she had purchased the turbo version of her car and I might have commented that is was a waste as the car was going so slow.
Colin was of course curious as to what a turbo was.
Being the good Mom that I am I explained to him what the difference between a normal engine and a turbo charged engine was.
He thought about it for a moment before turning to me.
Colin -"We have the turbo, don't we Mom?"
Me -"Heck yeah we do buddy."
This is probably why Triple S has said he will be the one teaching the kids to drive.