My car needs a racing number

Look left – look right – look
left – look right – almost – oops,
not now!
Finally, take a deep breath,
push the pedal to the fl oor and
pray. It’s not exercise. I do this
daily, in fact several times a day.
So, of course, that’s not exercise.
I am talking about trying to pull
out onto Elm Street from a side
street in my car.
It’s vicious to say the least. I
think some of these people were
imported from Atlanta traffi c. I
am almost sure I saw Dale Earnhardt
Jr. zipping by as I waited to
cut into traffi c. Then there was
that poor soul trembling behind
the wheel at the corner of Union
and Elm the other day. There
was a look of panic in his eyes
and rightly so.

For the remainder of this article please see the July 30, 2013 edition of The Erwin Record.