Originally Posted by
pdlamb
Driving to work reminds me why I like to bike to work.
Every time.
I didn't always feel this way. When I was single I had a WRX and a crotch rocket and drove and rode like a hooligan. Then in my early 30's I had a BMW motorcycle and did a few long tours. This was around the arrival of the iPhone, and the rate of texting was going up, making the truckers, formerly real pros, now really frightening. When we got married and a house I got rid of the bike and got a small truck, that was... ok. At least it was a pretty blue. Now I have a metallic-invisible colored crew cab F150 that we got to tow our travel trailer. It's no pleasure at all to drive and I've got no pride of ownership. I treat it as something I just have to use once in a while. My wife wants me to trade it in for something that I like better, but there's nothing else that can do its job that isn't just like it. And my opinion of other drivers just goes down and down. Sometimes I feel like the self driving cars can't come soon enough.