I'm dying to ask the question:
What was your life changing experiences in a car?
In La Palma Canary Islands 'Isla Bonita'; we were driving around a rented car, a tiny Renault with the missus and getting a lot of the fingers from cyclist as we whooshed past.
She said, take this turn, its a short cut. I didn't like the look of the dirt track but didn't want to get it in the ear afterwards if our journey took longer than expected, choosing her option, I can always fall back on "Well, it was your idea".
It was the worse decision ever, La Palma is just one big volcano sticking out of the sea, the route took us up into the mountains, meandering, narrow dust roads and the car was above the clouds. It was beautiful and scary, adrenaline was fully pumped.
The 1 litre engine was screaming at me, like an angry China man wha dah fl' uck, wha dah fl' uck,
As we ascended another vehicle from the opposite direction was approaching us, there was a stand off. I thought them being locals, they would reverse, pull in, give us the courtesy and allow me to pass. No, I had to give way, this guy was stubborn as a mule and handsome as my left buttock. I switched into neutral and allowed the car to roll back on its weight, the brakes were smoking. All I kept hearing from the missus, be careful, be careful, I recall the car going up slightly against the slope of the mountain and searing sound as the rocks tore into the paintwork.
The toad in the other car drove passed, he did not flinch not even a gracias. Peasant.
Then there was the dog lying down in the middle of the road....Honestly, if you have a plan just stick to it, don't deviate and don't listen to the missus.