I don't recall who gave me the life saving piece of advice "Righty tighty lefty loosey" but God bless you. Leaving the Avis dealership I was filled with more than a little trepidation as I headed out into Los Angeles traffic for the first time but I kept chanting this mantra at varying volumes and intensities reassuring myself during frequent moments of near death.
Driving in America can be a challenge for an Aussie. Firstly, many of the roads are horrendous with potholes that try to swallow your vehicle whole and settle for spitting you out minus your intact suspension. Secondly I was sitting on the opposite side of the car to where I normally like to conduct battle. Finally, according to my 20 years of ample driving experience, I was steering my red beast down the road in the direction of oncoming disaster.
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My heart soared as we taxied from the end of the runway to our gate at LAX. The car parks were filled with trucks. Glorious, glorious pick up trucks. New ones, old ones, huge ones and shiny ones. I had not felt any giddy thrill of excitement in the lead up to my maiden voyage to America but as we taxied along the tarmac I was overcome with joy. Here I was in the birthplace of the cars I love.
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