well here is my tale:
the other week i got to drive to sydney... with the family in the car, bad fricken idea from the start. ANYWAY we didn't really know where we were going so we put on the navigator. Anyway the navigator kept telling me to turn left in her bloody annoying posh fragmented style but there was road work going on so turning left was not an option... so im stuck in the left lane driving at 2 km's an hour with everyoe screaming different things at me... this kept up for about 25 mins as we went around and around the same block repeatedly trying to find a way out. Meanwhile im almost crying and wanting to pull over but there is nowehere to do so and dads all like NO U MUST DRIVE!!! U CAN DO IT!!! arg... so finally i decide to be decicive and we end up on a highway, its all great till dad flips, shit, were on the road to north sydney. Then i am ordered to stop the car, on the left lane of a fucking 4 laned busy entrance to a highway. then dad comes up with a master plan.....
we stop and wait till the traffic light behind us turns red, then make a death defying dash accross 4 lanes of traffic to the exit we need which is about 5 M behind me on the right with 4 lanes of traffic betweeen us... did i mention the 4 ficking lanes!!!....
the light goes red after an eternity of being beeped at for being stupidly stationary on a busy road..., i cross the four lanes infront of all these people in cars, lined up, thinking what the fuck... bloody L platers.... im shit scared the lights gonna turn green before i get onto the exit.. and ill die!!!... luckily we made it, im here to tell the tale...
meep.