Traffic terrifies me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I have some road rage inside of me. Traffic, especially in L.A., is a pet peeve of mine.
I'm the worst person to be stuck with in a traffic jam.
Sometimes when I get home at night in Washington I feel as though I had been in a great traffic jam.
Interstate highways dull the reality of place and distance almost as effectively as jetliners do: I loathe their scary monotony.
They say the universe is expanding. That should help with the traffic.
I have a lot of road rage. Mostly with the rickshaw and cab drivers trying to cut me; it's the traffic. Grrrr!
That was never on my radar, traffic stopping. It was never important to me.
There is nothing worse for me than sitting in traffic. That's what killed me in L.A.
I don't need to break the speed limit. But if I'm not passing other vehicles on the interstate, I get a little irritated.
Shoot, after you've been through freeway traffic in Houston or Dallas, there's no road in the world that can scare you. Besides, we're pretty much used to driving long distances in Texas.