The Pope recently issued the 10 Commandments of Driving. At first I thought this was a joke. I mean, is he kidding? Roman drivers aren't exactly all about road rules. Just try to merge into one of their traffic circles. It's like one never-ending chariot race.
And what about the Jews? Where are our 10 Commandments of Driving? Now, if it were up to me, these might work:
*When two (straight) couples drive together, the men sit in the front and the women sit in the back
*Consult at least three different maps because the directions from your car's fancy schmancy GPS are probably wrong
*Drive 5 miles under the speed limit just to be safe
*Leave an hour earlier than necessary because "you never know"
*Wear clean underwear incase you get into an accident
*Don't take the shortcut
*When you come to a four-way stop, argue with all your passengers about who has the right of way
*Even though your 13-year-old son is now a man, he still can't drive
*If Bubbe can't see over the steering wheel, it's time to take away the car
*Driving on Shabbat is okay if you don't live near the rabbi
*Bring a little sweater
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What's the point of clean underwear? They won't be clean after an accident. ;-)
Anything to keep my mother happy.
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