I just cannot begin to even fathom why someone would read a novel while driving. Is there something that the people of this realistic world are missing? The intense storyline that could eludes a person from reality to a point where he risks his own life for the sake of knowing whether the boy gets the girl in the end even though the odds are predictably staked against them... all while cruising down the highway!?
not actual picture, but this is exactly what I saw...
Would it kill you, (oh, the irony) if you laid the book down until you reach a place of comfort, rest and safety (of every other life on the road as well) before picking it up again? The answer is NO. But you know what would kill you? Reading while driving. It's not a live word broadcast, where you risk loosing the entire story immediately if you don't read it on the spot. It's just a damn book for goodness sake.
this will probably happen.
And NO, your delusional machine-like multitasking skills, peripheral supervision, and lightning quick reaction isn't as good as you think they are. They are probably even non-existence, like your foreseeable short-lived life due to negligence.
Who knew I'll be saying this, but... reading is actually dangerous for you.
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