Running on Air

Cruising, I enjoyed the scenery passing in a blur as I careered down the hill. I thought that if the car kept up its momentum I could avoid pressing the accelerator. As anyone who knows me knows, I am not really the most natural driver in the world. I didn’t learn to drive until I was 29. I had three goes but that didn’t beat my brain box friend. Notched up all A’s at O and A levels, and a few on her bedpost too, and then took 5 attempts – I think in the end they were fed up of seeing her turning up, penny like, and just signed the blinking thing (sorry bit mean). Anyway back to my driving. I had heard that it was important to drive consistently and to avoid revving too much; so – in complete contrast to normal – I was using all 5 gears, which is two more than I’m used to. With one eye on the dashboard petrol light and one on the road I completely managed to miss poor Jo’s turning and she had to walk for about a mile after I flung her out. Still I don’t think she minded too much and at least she didn’t have to help push it to the nearest petrol station. This would have been a problem as it’s about ten miles further on. The lights inside the car look much more glaring in the dark I think…in a menacing and insistent way…
Phew was I glad to make it to the petrol station!

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