While sitting innocently at the stop light, you hear a deep rumbling sound. Your mind is saying, those damn kids and their thumping stereos…that is, until you start to feel the ground rumbling under you and your car begins to shake.
You look in the mirror and there behind you is a green beast with two HUGE carburetors peeking out under the hood scoop. Your foot nervously twitches the accelerator, but you can not hear the motor of your wimpy Toyota over the thumping roar of the beast.
Your brow begins to sweat, as you start to think about your next move……
What to do, what to do…….the lights about to change.
What should I do…your mind is rapidly analyzing your options.
Slowly, your hand reaches and you flick the turn signal indicator, and move to the right….The breast wins by intimidation…..once again.
