Dear God! I've become the "Old E36M3" in a vehicle.

In reply to Furious_E :

And you do not understand this particular merge.  I would never stop at the end of a ramp.  It's more of an angled "T" intersection.  There is nary a single bit of dashed line for merging.

I feel old now. 

You feel old?

I had supper at 4:30 today.

Suprf1y said:

You feel old?

I had supper at 4:30 today.

What's "supper?"

If I ever become the "Old E36 M3" behind the wheel of a car, I hope my kids take my drivers license. Living where I do, I deal with them every day and they are some of the most inconsiderate drivers, right up there with phone users. In lala land with no place to be and all the time in the world to get there. Nary a thought for the people behind them, that need to get a job done so they can get home at a reasonable hour. 

Red, if there was room to merge and you didn't, I'd probably give you some horn also. Around here they stop for traffic circles because the half the people just can't understand merging. Then again a fair number don't seem to understand traffic lights either. I'm pretty quick to lay on the horn if the driver in front of me isn't on the ball. Of course that usually confuses them even more. 

In reply to Toyman01 : Someday you will be that guy.  That or you die young leaving a good looking corpse.  

My Grandfather was going blind but he was the only one who could drive. ( this is Rural Wisconsin where two cars on the road in an hour was considered heavy traffic) 

So Grandma sat next to him and said, “  a little to your left Leonard, a little more, that’s good now we’re coming up to the right hand bend by the big red barn,     

She did that until he passed away, almost 10 years!  Never had an accident.  Everybody knew he was just about blind  even the Sheriff 

White walls?    Check. 

Properly cleaned white walls? Check

In reply to frenchyd :

The company my dad worked for had a place out in the middle of outer Bumbleberk Oklahoma.  The sort of place where kids grew up playing sailcat, cause dried up roadkill was more available than frisbees...

One of the hotshot middle managers who came in to help get the latest revision of the factory set up brought his family along for the ride.  His wife was driving on the main drag through town and being held up behind a ratty ole pickup.  Finally the guy in the pickup put on his left turn signal and slowed down even further.  He veered over to the left and she took the opportunity to pass on his right.  He promptly turned into the side of her minivan.  

At the court hearing, she was found at equal fault for the accident, because according to the judge, "everyone knows old Bill lives over thattaway."

OP, if the senior county judge knows you live over thattaway, you might want to relinquish your license.

When I die I want to go quietly in my sleep like my Uncle Bill.

Not screaming in absolute terror like the people in the car with him.

I forgot how much I dislike driving the CRX of DooM until today. Its slow, loud and uncomfortable. No A/C, no functioning radio and its hard to get in and out of.

I inquired about this fine vehicle today:

Auto? Check. A/C? Check. Guaranteed to get me to the early bird dinner special? Check.

I'm 37 BTW

In reply to stanger_missle :

I enjoy the simple comfort of a vulcan powered Taurus when I get the chance .

barefootskater said

What's "supper?"

It's not dinner

spitfirebill said:

Everybody calls you Sir? 

You call everybody "kid".

They are either your own kids age or younger.

In reply to frenchyd :

Probably not.

My fathers last speeding ticket was a little over a year ago. 73 in a 55. He just turned 77. 

His mother lost her license when her kids took it away from her. That was after she passed my uncle on a two lane country road running somewhere north of 80 mph in her 1972 Impalla. She always drove like a bat out of hell, but it got to where she couldn't see the speedometer to tell how fast she was going. She was almost 90 when that happened. 

For some reason members of my family always seems to get faster as they get older.

In reply to Toyman01 :

Going along with this, my Dad always had a heavy foot, but was an excellent driver.  When he was in his early 80's, my Mother and him got pulled over doing 80 in a 55, by a State Trooper.  The Trooper asked him the obvious.  Too which he replied that he was old, with not not much time left, and was always in a hurry to get where he was going.  The Trooper cut him a break.  See, ya never know. I guess, with age comes wit and wisdom.

In reply to Dirtydog :

One of the reasons ( excuses) I decided not to restore my XJS and turn it into a race car  is that it’s so low at my age it’s a challenge to get in and out of.  

I would much rather climb over the door  than try to get my aged butt in the seat a few inches above the ground. 

frenchyd said:

In reply to Dirtydog :

One of the reasons ( excuses) I decided not to retire my XJS is that it’s so low at my age it’s a challenge to get in and out of.  

I would much rather climb over the door  than try to get my aged butt in the seat a few inches above the ground. 

Funny how life's challenges change as you get older.  That's one of the reasons I sold my Vette.

In reply to frenchyd :

What a mess that answer became.  It is funny how life's callenges change when you get older.  That's one of the reasons I sold my Vette.

Dirtydog said:

In reply to Toyman01 :

Going along with this, my Dad always had a heavy foot, but was an excellent driver.  When he was in his early 80's, my Mother and him got pulled over doing 80 in a 55, by a State Trooper.  The Trooper asked him the obvious.  Too which he replied that he was old, with not not much time left, and was always in a hurry to get where he was going.  The Trooper cut him a break.  See, ya never know. I guess, with age comes wit and wisdom.

That’s funny, I’ve shouted (in the car, no one could hear me) “look, you have, at BEST, 10 years left, and that’s only if you set some kind of record, so why are you spending extra time than absolutely necessary driving??  Don’t waste what could be a sizable percentage of your remaining time on this earth driving!”

Also, your not old until you bitch how “there isn’t any good new music” or that kids today are somehow worse than when you grew up. Even the greatest generations parents thought they were lazy!

joey48442 said:

Also, your not old until you bitch how “there isn’t any good new music” or that kids today are somehow worse than when you grew up. Even the greatest generations parents thought they were lazy!

By that metric, I've been old for at least 20 years!

I have never had as many women hit on me as I have since my beard turned "Salt and Pepper". 

Im just saying... it ain't all bad, fellas!