driving

I finally made friends with my father when I entered my twenties. We had so little in common when I was a boy, and I am certain I had been a disappointment to him. He did not ask for a child with a book, off in its own world. He wanted a son who did what he had done; swam and boxed and played rugby, and drove cars at speed with abandon and joy, but that was not what he wound up with.

Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

So the probation worker is driving around with the stiffs in the boot of her car. Just thought you’d want to know. Anyway, call me!

Nathan, Misfits

I’m clearly too evolved for driving.

Dr. Sheldon Cooper, The Big Bang Theory

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