They say that when people still rode on vehicles powered by oil, they could go anywhere they wanted.

I am so obsessed with the cars that sometimes I feel like my heart is not a muscle, it's an engine.

Always focus on the front windshield and not the review mirror.

Three o'clock in the morning.The highway is empty, under a malignant moon. The oil drippings make the roadway gleam like a blue-satin ribbon. The night is still but for a humming noise coming up somewhere behind a rise of ground.Two other, fiercer, whiter moons, set close together, suddenly top the rise, shoot a fan of blinding platinum far down ahead of them. Headlights. The humming burgeons into a roar. The touring car is going so fast it sways from side to side. The road is straight. The way is long. The night is short. (Jane Brown's Body').

Driving your car through deep pools of flood water is a great way of making your car unreliable. Smart people turn around and avoid it.

I hate when someone drives my car and resets all the radio presets. I don't understand it. If I was ever driving someone's car, I would never touch the things that were set.

I would never kill a living thing, although I probably have inadvertently while driving automobiles.

Yeah, it's risky, but no more risky than driving a car.

Faster is fatal, slower is safe.

Make sure you control the radio on a long road trip. You don't want to listen to some old-fashioned music the whole time.