I grew up where my parents would literally shove me in the car rather than have to say hello to a neighbor.
People have nannies and big cars and they want to go to Maui for Christmas....
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
If you don't drink smoke or drive a car you're a tax evader.
He's computerized but I won't let him come on cold. I created KITT. I...
I am an artist. The track is my canvas and the car is my brush.
Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain I seek relief in the trail and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn my cares fall from me - I am happy.
