This Idea Might Save Thousands Of Lives From Death By Texting
22.02.12
This is a man, in going traffic, behind the wheel of a car that costs more than every part in my body (including my eyes, which are 20/20 and a charming shade of green), and he's scarcely paying attention to anything except what I'm guessing are... I get alongside, run my eyes luridly over the car, coming to the driver's window, where I see a well-dressed man in his mid 50s, eyes riveted to his iPhone, poking away at the wall off. It's the McLaren that I want to talk about– not because it was my favorite of the three (I have a moderate spot for Scorpions) but because of the behavior of the driver. you don't see McLarens that often, even in LA, and there's that excess window over the engine I wanted to hungrily look into, like a vagrant at a salad bar. When I saw the McLaren on Wilshire Boulevard, I straight away began to weave through See trade to get alongside it to get a good look. in the term of two days I saw a teal Lancia Scorpion, an Isuzu i-Pock-mark, and a McLaren MP4-12C. It doesn't implication...