TheBri

That and it gave me an additional 40HP.

BunnyGirl

The first curvy road had him a bit freaked, and then he settled down a bit, probably because I got separated and stuck behind a truck that went about 20 around Mercer Island past all the fancy houses. He was fine until Linda called and said to try and pass the bus on the freeway. The Corvette was in front of the bus and there were six cars (and the bus) between us. I had half a mile to do it in. I passed all the cars, but not the bus. When I went to get back over, signaling and everything, the white car behind the bus stepped on it and and took up the space I was trying to get into, so I had to swerve back over into the other lane (not even halfway into the other lane yet), which caused a truck to lay on his horn at me, and then the car that was in front of me slammed on their brakes (while we were going about 85) and I had to hit my brakes, which caused several other cars to slam on the brakes. Needless to say I missed the exit because of that first white car being an ***. He then went around me and I saw it was some young punk who flipped me off, after he nearly caused a multi car accident by refusing to let me in. There was plenty of space but he just wouldn't let me have it. I had to get off at the next exit and program in Juanita Beach Park to my navigation. Then when I got there I didn't imediately see the other cars, so I followed my navigation directions, who told me to turn at a later location (at the other end of the park), which had the arrows painted and marked on the ground for the road, but was blocked off by construction stuff and no longer existed, so I had to turn around.

Then while we were having lunch one of the guys that is part of Robbie's house flipping project called asking where he was and how much was completed on the house (had a few things to take care of before final inspection, such as putting the doors back on the bathrooms). He and his roommate took care of most of it Saturday night, so they would have had plenty of time to get it done before Wednesday morning. Anyway he told Scott he was up in the Seattle area "just driving around." A few hours later he called back bitching at him. The only thing left to finish on the house was installing the hand rail for the basement stairs, so not a huge deal.

On the way home I offered to let him drive Bella ( not sure what I was thinking at that moment). He looked at me confused and scared at the same time and didn't want to. He was probably fearful of the consequences if anything were to happen to it while in his care.

He's been teasing me ever since that I was trying to kill him.

05TiGr8Lady

Yikes! Sorry Bunny, when I asked Robbie if you guys were behind the bus, I assumed you were RIGHT behind the bus cuz I couldn't see you. At the time when I called it seemed like it would be easy for you to just pop around the bus and catch up to us, or at least be able to see where we were taking the exit to Kirkland/Juanita so you could follow easily.

I agree with Kristopher, Robbie REALLY wouldn't like our normal mode of driving - like the first curvy road when we took off from Fort Dent! Yeah, it probably was a good thing you got separated from us on Mercer Island. We couldn't push it very much though because there were too many bicyclists, especially on the really twisty parts on East Mercer Way.

As far as trying to kill Robbie.... he should just consider it payback for all his hunting trips

kristopher_d

Man, every time I make or agree with comments about some "punk kid" it hurts to think I'm old enough to think it. Ouch!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sounds like you had quite the ordeal.

Make him ride with you on a good road once for every hunting trip he takes.

BunnyGirl

I don't think he's used to anything fun that involves driving. He drives a Chrysler Pacifica, which is a big boat of an SUV. He says he loves it. For him I think driving is purely utilitarian and fun doesn't enter into the picture. He also may be "jumpy" because at one point in the past he had mentioned being in two different cars that had been totalled, one of them I know for sure being his, that he was in while he let his friend drive, who crashed it. He had mentioned this shortly after we started dating because he wanted to teach me how to drive and I didn't want him to. I was scared that I might wreck his car or something. He insisted he didn't care and had full coverage on it. I still didn't want to. I hired a driving school instead.

kristopher_d

Well, the driving school was a better choice than a Pacifica driver.

I was lucky enough to be taught by a former Pro Stock Car Racer, his daughter (my mom), and a sports car enthusiast (my dad). Any wonder I get terrible mileage, but do it rather quickly.

BunnyGirl

I'd say that definitely explains your driving style.