Shit. I missed the exit to the Chinese restaurant and the last time I went anywhere else, it ended up really bad.
Standing in the middle of the road is very dangerous; You get knocked down by traffic from both sides.
— Do you have engine oil? Before I set off for Birmingham, the car needs oil.
— I'm sure my husband kept some in the garage. I can get someone to do it.
— This evening or tomorrow?
— Well, we're so far from anywhere, people usually stay over. Especially before cars, when it was just carriages, people used to stay over all the time.
— But I have a car.
— Yes.
— And you have engine oil.
The day after I got my driver's license, I went out and bought a 1963 Galaxie, Midnight Blue. 1,255 bucks; every penny I earned for the past three years working in a gas station. I loved it. Because a car to a sixteen-year-old kid means independence, which means he can go wherever he wants whenever he wants. And that doesn't change with age; in fact, it means even more.
— The bill comes to $302.57.
— Three hundred bucks! Three hundred bucks for a couple of dents? Hey, that's bullshit.
— No, it was horseshit. The whole car was full of it.
— Want me to drive?
— You're supposed to be suicidal.
— Anybody who drives in this town is suicidal.
Remember driving is a freedom. I wish you to enjoy every kind of freedom... As long as you don't hurt someone.
The car is the greatest thing in the history of human invention.
The driver's biggest problem is everyone else. You can't always trust people... to behave properly.
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