I've been riding the carpool for the last two years and it's been great despite the hits and misses. I usually luck out and ride in a very comfy BMW or Mercedes. But there are times when my luck is runnng low and I find myself in the back seat of a two door 1988 Mazda complete with empty soda cans and a couple plates with dried food stuck to it on the floor. I wouldn't have gotten into some of these vehicles but you can't tell what's behind door number one when there's tinted windows involved.
Today, I rode the usual non-descript, four-door, nothing to talk about at home, sedan. The driver was a bit jerky with the steering wheel and had a twitch in her brake foot that nearly gave me whiplash a couple times. But I got to the city in one piece so I won't complain.
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