Speed

I have one vice, really. I like driving. Fastily.
Now let me say that I'm not, by any means, "Mr-All-Fancy-With-My-Fancymobile-
Going-70-Through-The-35-mph-School-Zone."
Please.
I've got the common sense, you know.
I'm a good driver. I'm always alert. I would never drive after drinking, and I really don't speed that much. I guess what I've realized is that there are not that many other good drivers out there. And, honestly, who's at fault is something way down on the "I-Care-About-That List" when your drunk ass turns into my lane without signaling when I'm minding my own business doing 95 down the interstate. It's a matter of survival at that point. So I don't speed that much, cause of you. Honestly.
I think every driver should have to log 10 hours of driving in a simulator (we have the technology), every 2 years or so. The state can pay for the time with all the money they'll save on traffic accidents. If you hydroplane, if you hit wet leaves on the road, or black ice, if a deer jumps into the road, or a suicidal bum, would you know what to do? Hell no, you don't even know how to use your blinker, and those are easy.
See, you turn the wheel, and your hand just hits the...
no, see, the way you're turning...
no, left...
no...

Sigh...