The horn is my second language.

Drive-thru speaker: 'Can I take your order?' Me: shouting my life story.

Turn signals are not a secret. Use them. Share them.

My car is a concert venue and a therapy room. Sometimes both.

Roundabouts: where everyone forgets how roundabouts work.

Found a parking spot. Celebrated like I won a championship.

The GPS said 'recalculating' like it was judging my life choices.