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Started by judithlynn, October 05, 2012, 09:47:44 AM

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judithlynn

Hi Girls;
Talking about Car stories. I remember once I was driving into Exeter and  stopped at some lights on the Exeter Bypass (in England) in my Astra 2.0 SRI and pulled the make up mirror down, checked my makeup and managed to put some lipstick on. 1 mile down the road I got another set of red lights. This time I managed to do some mascara on both eyelashed, but missed the green light.  There was two men behind and they honked me - then passed me shouting bloody stupid bitch!! - Oh what a compliment.  Anyway we both ended up side by side  at the next red lights. I gave them the finger and was away from that set of lights to 6o in greased lightening speed. Looking back at them in my rear view mirror, I realised they must have conked out at the lights as there was steam coming out of their bonnet!!
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sandrauk

That's where you made your mistake Judith, that's what the rear view mirror is for.(doing your makeup) :laugh: ;D

I pulled into the left hand lane just as someone decided to overtake me on the left. He got himself fired up,  and followed me. I was dressed so not about to stop.

I went round and round a roundabout (slowly) until he got fed up and stopped then as I came round again he tried to reverse into me.

Enough I thought so decided to outrun him and then got stopped at a set of lights. He looked through the side window and shouted f... me it's a ->-bleeped-<- and shot off at high speed. Apparently we're pretty scary. >:-)
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judithlynn

Great story.
I have another one. Early on the first time I transitioned, just after I had told my wife I was transitioning, I fremember I was not very convincing dressed, but had that day been down in London seeing a girl friend and I had just joined the M1 Motorway  from the North Circular Road, when I had a blow out. Anyway I pulled over, gor out in my high heels short tight miniskirt in a very ->-bleeped-<- look and  got the jack out and  started to trey to loosen the wheel nuts. I think only 2 minutes passed when theis nice young man early thirties, stopped his car came up asked if he could help and of course I said yes, but moved back into the shadows. Oh yes I forgot to say it was 1am and the road was deserted. Anyway, the car was fixed and I was back on the road in 8 minutes flat. I thanked him profusely, saying in my best girly voice you are a doll. He even opened the door and let me in shutting the door - what a gentlemen.

I would never have got that sort of  "service " on the Dan Ryan Freeway outside of Chicago.
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