I have had my car for around 64 months. A few months ago the dealership was talking to me about trading my car in for an updated model. However, they were concerned that my car had almost 100,000 miles on it at that time. Right now it has traveled around 104,000 miles. That’s approximately 1,625 miles a month. That’s not surprising. I put around 900 miles on my car just this past week.
My older daughter lives 70 miles away, and my younger daughter lives 200 miles away. I made two trips to the older daughter’s house, and one trip to my younger daughter’s house last week. Plus there was some extra driving while I was there. You see a lot while driving that many miles.
For example: there were quite a few cars passing me like I was sitting still. I know they had to be going at least 95 miles per hour–maybe even a 100. That is crazy! Imagine hitting a highway divider or another car at that speed. That would be a difficult crash to survive. Life is too precious to me to go that fast. Please slow down.
So, I get out of the way of those speed demons and move over to the middle lane. The cars in this lane are going around 10-15 miles per hour below the speed limit. It’s a no win situation.
Another time I was riding with my husband and a car cut in front of us with just a couple of feet to spare between us. My husband honked. Then the idiot made a rude gesture in return.
I am not a fan of Interstate 20. However, it is the best route to take from North Texas to East Texas (the 200 mile trip). I had a car pull up next to me and then just hang there for quite a few seconds before it pulled on ahead. Maybe the driver was waiting for me to smile and wave at him.
On my trip back from East Texas, it was rainy. The roads were wet and it was dark. One car did not have any lights on. I decided to get ahead of that guy. Then you always have the tractor/trailers pulling into the passing lane going way below the speed limit in order to pass another tractor/trailer. These guys are so frustrating because they take forever to pass and then pull over so those of us wanting to go the speed limit can go on ahead.
In Dallas there was a Werner tractor/trailer zipping from lane to lane in the misting rain and the dark.
The only saving grace for Interstate 20 is the Buc-ee’s in Terrell. If you’ve never been to a Buc-ee’s, you need to go. These places have LOTS of gas pumps (maybe 30 or more). But you also have to go inside. The bathrooms are HUGE and clean. The store has just about anything you could want to eat. They also have souvenirs galore. It’s really hard to describe. You just have to experience it. If you stop, you need to try some Beaver Nuggets.
I’m so glad I have angels watching over me. When I drive the highways to get to my daughters’ houses, I need them. I must really love my daughters and grandkids a lot to put my life on the line to go see them. And, yep, I’ll be making that 140 mile round trip this week to help my older daughter out. Please drive safely.
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