Lead Foot

Martin says that I drive like a maniac. Like a bat out of hell. Like my hair is on fire.

I like to say that I’m an efficient driver.

I want to reach my desination. Quickly.

So what if I catch some air….bend an axle here and there… it’s not my fault. I’ve got to stay focused on the bottom line:

To shave a few minutes off of my optimum time.

Since the kids are frequent passengers, they’re accustomed to my breezy pace. But when I glanced back at Brynn today, I abandoned any plans for a new land-speed record.

She didn’t speak a word but something about her said, “slow down”….