I went out with a friend recently and for the first time, I drove us to our little outing. Prior to this, my friend had known me at work, restaurants, and home. After getting in my car, apparently she discovered a whole new side to me. I find this rather amusing, so I thought I’d make it a blog post and give you all a similar glimpse into the Nascar side of Angela Wallace. (Before you get ahead of yourself, no, I’m not a speed racer.)
Let’s start with the interior.
Immediately obvious is my attraction to colorful decorations. That’s not surprising. (Hello, blog.) It goes against the self-defense rule book, advertising this vehicle belongs to a woman. Think if I add daggers somewhere it will give creepy predators pause to reconsider?
Next we have the tunes. I never drive without music. Maybe it’s because silence in the car bugs me, and since I currently can only write to silence, I gotta get my music fix somewhere. Shall we see what’s currently in the player?
- “Some Nights” by FUN
- “L’Amour Toujours” by Gigi d’Agostino
- “Catch My Breath” by Kelly Clarkson
That’s just to name a few. I have probably two dozen mixes to choose from, mostly Pop, Rock, and Christian. However, I also have a collection of Irish drinking songs. “Ramblin’ Rover” anyone?
The last bit of a driving experience with me is something I can’t reproduce on the blog. I said I wasn’t a speed demon, but my car does have some nice get-up-and-go and adept maneuvering capabilities—which I fully know how to manipulate. Perhaps my friend was surprised by the confidence I exercised behind the wheel. I’ve had my car for a decade and know it better than the back of my hand: exactly how it handles turns, acceleration, and braking when someone comes out of nowhere. The way I drive in it is not how I drive in any other car. So I hope mine lasts forever and I never have to buy a new one, lol.
I hope you guys enjoyed this glimpse into this semi-secret side of me. Now you tell me, does your driving persona match your public one?