We were coming to a red light, and he shot right through it. I asked him, “Why’d you do that?”
He told me this is how his brother drives.
We came to another red light, and again, he shot right through it. Again I asked, “Why do you do that?”
And again, he told me this is how his brother drives.
We came to another light, but this time it was green. My friend slammed on the brakes and stopped the car abruptly. My heart nearly went into my throat, and this time I shouted at him, “Why did you do that?!”
“You never know,” he replied. “My brother could be coming the other way.”