This process is known as generalization. I have recently been classically conditioned to drive differently due to an accident. One day I was on my way to work merging onto the highway. I stopped to check for traffic and saw there was none. As soon as a let go of the brake and idle forward, an old retiree in his ’97 Ford F150 comes barreling out from behind a dumpster with no headlights on at 7:00pm.
Then Ron successfully recovered from six hour surgery to repair tissue around his heart. He learned that they had found all but one of the hit men and that an entire conspiracy was evolving around information about the men’s killings. Ron cared about none of this and was just happy to be alive. He couldn’t wait to be back on the road in his bright red pickup.
The rest of the day is pretty usual, a couple of fights and a test. Sound extreme? Not for the students of Bloom High School, this is a good day. In the same town a mile away there is a Private Catholic High School; this is their day. I drive to school and pull up; in my Mercedes in the parking lot, there is an Escalade in front of me and a Porche behind me, and I hate having a cheap car.
Chuckie was driving Tony Jack’s son’s maroon Mercury, that familiar car would put both Jimmy and Chuckie at ease. Frank sat in the passenger seat and Sally Bugs behind the driver so he could keep an eye out for Frank trying to warn Jimmy (P.253). “We got there in less than fifteen minutes”, explains Frank. They spotted Jimmy’s green Pontiac in the restaurant parking lot and parked close by. By this time Jimmy had been waiting forty-five min for the men to show up for their appointment.
A Bush Gardens ticket! When they got in the car they were as bundled and tight as a elephant in a ant hill. As Amanda’s dad started the car, the car made a “EEEOINK” kind of noise.’’What is wrong with this car?” Amanda’s mom shrieked in confusion. “It’s probalbly nothing just the tires turing” Amanda’s dad replied as he pulled out of the driveway and galloped to the freeway. On the freeway Amanda and her family saw some pretty strange things such as a voltzwagon with eyelashes over the headlights and dogs with there heads out the window with there tounge out and slobber flowing out hitting car windows as if it was a waterfall pouring and pouring out slobber.
The Raid - Original Writing The man, dressed in a long black overcoat, glanced at his watch. It was 11:30pm on a dark, miserable London night. He was waiting inside his white BMW for the pickup. Finally he saw the headlights, picking their way through the smoke; rain; darkness and fog, pulling into the deserted car-park. It was a black Mercedes with tinted windows.
Law Brief on Gun Control GUN CONTROL: Our Streets Are Running Red Tom Coker English IA November 18, 1997 6:35 p.m. : William Wallace had a very stressful day at work and is now driving home. As he is travelling along the I-10 freeway in Los Angeles, he suddenly comes to a complete stop. Gridlock traffic is not an unusual sight for any motorist that travels on this freeway, and William decides to exit the freeway in order to escape the madness. He exits on the next off ramp and comes to a red light at a busy intersection. As he patiently waits for the stoplight to change illumination he thinks about his wife and his two beautiful daughters.
An hour later Wolverine entered the outskirts of Tokyo. Although when he entered the busy streets he pulled his truck into a garage that was close by. He knew that driving his car through the busy streets would only slow him down. Wolverine exited his truck with his suitcase. He ran down the streets and and entered an alley which led him closer to the Tokyo Tower.
Things get worse as they continue driving; their car is taken by a “peyote shaman” and in the car was all of Toby’s money and Bree’s hormone pills. Down on their luck, a kind passer-by picks them up and they wind up at a bar. At this bar we are introduced to Calvin, a local rancher who takes interest in Bree. While talking with Calvin, Toby sneaks off to get money by prostituting himself to get money to get to LA. Calvin ends up taking the dynamic duo to Bree’s parents’ house.
The man claims that he was driving straight and that I failed to yield to him. However, neither of us recalls seeing a vehicle coming towards us or even seeing his headlights in the black of the night. All I can remember is everything going black for a short second, the white of the airbags, the grey of the smoke, and the nasty burnt smell that emitted from my car. I looked down and realized I was alive and then looked over in sheer terror to see if my best friend was okay. I yelled for her but she wasn’t giving much of a response.