driving a daredevil

An early start to ride with my gran. Well she drives like a lunatic, I found myself clucthing
My seatbelt or hitting the dash board from time to time as she sped from 120 to halt in 1.1seconds, then sliding from
Left to rightt as she surfs the corners, phew, a couple of hours later(ready for opassenger eject a few times) we reached our detination: an old age home.

And here I spent the day. The day in a brickface estate with tricky security, white walkers, a few wheel chairs and aunt anne with
Her weaponerous walking stick, she taunts those in her way.
Parts of this place were sad, the prisonlike buildings gated in, the old folk discussing the end.

But a few hours later after the few select of hanging with the old folk, I drove home:happy!
(Sure I was stoppedd by cops and fined for speeding,ironic since I refered to my gran as rthe lunatic,but I even got
The cops to drop some miles) and there I was, driving happily to another temporary destination.

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