I dont drive

It has just never interested me.
Have spent years hitching and had some very scary moments doing so
But the scariest time I ever had in a vehicle was being driven by a mad squaddie.
If any of you know the stretch of road around Sharrow Point and Tregantle Fort in Cornwall you will know that it is a bit twisty and turny and there is a very steep drop down from the road to the sea, possibly a hundred or so feet down.
And no barrier to stop you from careering down the steep green slopes to the sudden rocky edge and a freefall into space and then into the sea.
Unless you are lucky enough to hit one of the many wooden holiday chalets dotted around below.
Coming back from a reccy further up the coast and running a bit late for the evening meal at the fort, he was hammering it a bit.
Every time we got close to the edge I gulped loudly and this seemed to amuse him.
I really was trying to be cool, but white knuckle gripping the door handle and praying silently to God, Baphomet , Isis and whatever Catholic deity who was the patron saint of safe journeys.
I didnt care who was listening as long as someone was.

The second time the passenger side wheels slid over the edge and we churned soil before getting back onto the road I lost it.
I yelled for him to stop or slow down.
His response?
"If you dont like my driving, then you do fecking do it"
And he grabbed my hand , put it on the steering wheel and he let go.
I screamed like a soft girlie, grabbed it with both hands but I just didnt know what to do.
And kept screaming as we careered along the road for a while before he laughed again and took over.
I was near breakdown when we arrived at the fort, ran to the loo and threw up.
And got the pee taken out of me for the rest of the exercise :(
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Sat 24 Apr 2010, 0:39, 1 reply)

Driving is easy!
If the steering wheel is on the left!
(Dneprdave, Sat 24 Apr 2010, 2:39, closed)