Brrm-brrm!

[poliphilo]

I was a fair-haired kid.  Positively Nordic. This wasn't my car. We were at the fair- and the picture was taken by a pro. Brrm-brrm! Oddly enough- I've never learned to drive. The white thing on the seat beside me is the roof of the toy bus I was carrying round with me at the time.

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[sunfell.livejournal.com]

I was a 'fair-haired' kid- more like a cotton-top for the first year. White as a ghost. Then my pigment came in and I went from stark white to gold, and have remained so ever since. There might be some silver in there, but it's hard to see.

I envy people who live in places with decent transportation that doesn't require them to drive. Me- I've driven everything from aircraft to fuel tankers, passenger buses, and forklifts. I've driven both UK and US vehicles, too- and had a US vehicle in the UK. It wasn't difficult learning to shift left-handed. It's been years since I've been in a vehicle with a manual transmission, but I can drive them! Most Americans can't.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Ailz loves to drive. She does it to relax.

I'm surrounded by dedicated drivers. My mother was an army driver in WWII- and still- at 87- is happy to drive considerable distances. My dad was a bit of a boy racer- the way he'd hare round narrow country lanes was terrifying. My youngest son drove military vehicles for the British Army.

I took lessons once, but I just couldn't get the hang of it.