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Defeated

I didn't even know how to spell that word. Ugh - these screen shots speak for themselves. Basically we signed up to receive the car monitors for our Progressive insurance. They swore it couldn't hurt us, only help get us a discount later on, so why not? I KNOW WHY - because then your husband has proof that you're a bad driver.

Now, before you get to thinking too much, I have a job I have to be at before 9am. Mr Smith does not. I have to fight morning and evening DC traffic which is higher risk. That's about all I got for excuses. I also have been told by Mr Smith that I have the tendency to tailgate. This girl has somewhere to be! So apparently the "hard brake" points come if you brake 7mph in a second. Bah - for once in your life you don't want points!! Mr Smith did kindly point out that it looks like I'm improving . . .

I didn't get approved. We have a week-ish to find out if Eric was approved for a discount. Happy New Year! I'll be all freakin paranoid now. I'm still safer than 99% of these DC drives. Defensive driver right here!!! Maybe I won't change. When I want to break, I break to save my life, sorry if my passengers all receive whiplash! I think the more serious concern is the number of miles per driving time. 


at least there is improvement . . .



in the beginning . . .




I drive the Nissan Sentra, if you couldn't tell


New Year's resolution: to get a '0' on the board.

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  1. lol....why would you ever let anyone track you?!

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  2. I think it's your car's fault. :) I would know, right?

    Hope you're doing well! Did I miss you while you were in Utah???????

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