Tires were so bald on the truck that the air was showin' through, and I had to drive fifty miles an hour all the way out there, because the vibration was so bad.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Just had a close call landing in Tampa. The tires blew out upon landing.
It's like, what if you get a set of tires that aren't balanced right or a driveshaft that's vibrating. That could create a problem. You try to think of every possible scenario of what can make you uncomfortable and try to come up with a solution for it.
I remember that all of a sudden, the car felt like I couldn't control it. It was absolutely the most horrifying experience. We rolled over, off the freeway. I think there was something wrong with the car.
I found golf late in life, in 1990. I took some lessons and struggled. Then one day, I hit a drive that was so crisp and clean, with no vibration. There's no feeling like it. I was hooked.
Look, if you're driving down the highway at 120 miles an hour, I'd rather be behind the wheel than in the backseat.
I was a horrible limo driver: I ran out of gas with passengers in the back and I used to get lost on a regular basis.
I was hit by a car once on my bike, but I still rode home.
I was so wild and crazy and dumb in my car. It didn't run but 30 miles an hour. You made do.
I drove a tractor almost as soon as I could reach the pedals.
I had to stop driving my car for a while... the tires got dizzy.