We all do it at some point, but the less the better. Any highway is dangerous. Bodies strapped to metal and plastic and explosives and a canon that drives your wheels. If labeled, those pedals wouldn’t read accelerate or break, they’d read, “Look out ahead” and “Hit me to avoid the guy about to merge into your rear bumper.”
Even the wheel would read, “Use carefully, lest you be rolled onto your head and smashed to bits like a bug on on your grill.”
On any given highway, there are an infinite number of exits. They’re scattered all over for you to find…
Even I have done it, though I hope much less so than others, but I still hate it when people don’t pay attention on highways.
Don’t you get it?—
Death, motherfucker: It’s just around the corner.
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