First the skill:
(And yes, I could have straightened out more, but I didn’t feel like it. I was only going to be there for a few minutes.)
And now, the luck:
Driving home tonight, I playfully started racing* another MINI up Fresh Pond Parkway. (At least I was feeling playful; I’m not really sure about the other guy, who wouldn’t make eye contact with me.) Swooshing around the roundabouts and up the straightaways was great fun… until I saw the flashing blue lights in the rear view mirror. With an expression of dismay that may or may not have had four letters, I pulled into the right lane and slowed down, expecting the worst – especially since my passenger side headlight burned out last weekend.
And the cop pulled over the other MINI.
The friends to whom I related this story (and who had commanded me to drive safely on the way home) have suggested that I be a law-abiding driver for the next little while.**
(Un)fortunately, they didn’t specify which law(s) to abide…
*This was the first time I’ve done anything like this since May of 2008, when I realized that I drove like someone with anger management issues and made a concerted effort to calm down my driving. Since that time I’ve only driven aggressively once every few months or so, and it’s never been an entire trip – just an irritated honk or swerve when occasion warrants. I’m much nicer than I used to be.
**At least until the cursing that the other driver has doubtless bestowed upon me has worn off.