Drakeman

Interesting, because I am completely guilty of the speeding, yet I totally feel you on the parking crap.

I normally average around 90 or so on the interstate when the speed limit is 55. The fastest I've hit when I've been behind the wheel is 135 (Toyota MR2 Spyder), while I've been 180 or so in my friend's car. That was freaking scary as hell, I'll admit. A slight little jerk and we would have been dead, but I was a stupid drunk 16 year-old not giving a damn, and at least he's had some professional driving under his belt. I'd kill for his beefed up Supra though.

Now, the parking... I have to go downtown everyday and find a parking place when I head to my classes. It's like a warzone to get one, with people cutting in front of each other. Once you start backing out, you better back out quick and move, or you'll get some choice words from a person waiting on your spot. I've been stuck going around in circles for 45 minutes trying to find one parking spot for my class, and there are about 100 slots availible. I lose it when someone who hasn't even been waiting for the spot comes right in and takes one. On a funny note, I got really, and I mean REALLY pissed off when it happened, I immediately slammed on the brakes, got out the car, and walked over to confront the person that stole my space. I then saw a smoking hot chic come out of the car. What could I say... she gave me a smile, and I couldn't do a damn thing.