Latest Driving in Manhattan Articles
The Cab Driver Who Wants to Chat. You always get into this guy’s cab when you’re on the verge of tears, or homicidal, or just plain tired. He peers back at you in his rearview mirror and decides that, while there’s an 80% chance that you want to go to sleep and never wake up again, he’d like to know what you’ve been up to these past 20+ years.
Try not to say “motherfucker” in front of your twelve-year-old daughter when a minivan randomly cuts you off at sixty-five miles per hour even though the thruway is practically empty and you’re in the middle lane. Fail in your efforts to not say it, and then explain to your twelve-year-old daughter that sometimes, while driving, cursing is healthy and necessary.