Bob graciously let me drive yesterday. He may never want to again.
These are some of the things he said:
"Left side of the road Rachel"
"Stop all the way... the policemen wait there." (they know white people live in our neighborhood so they can give us a big ticket)
"Stop here, and those guys will want to give you money for pretending to fill in holes in the road."
"If you splash someone, stop, get out, say sorry three times, and offer to pay for their laundry."
"Watch that pothole."
"No shoulder here, so be careful."
"The speed bumps aren't painted."
"The light doesn't work here... just follow the car in front of you."
"Pothole!"
"If there's no color, low means go."
"No one's really sure if you can turn left on a red light."
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