Wonderousness incarnate and I were traveling 40 through a mountain pass- pretty curvy- and I'm starting to realize it sounds like I'm sitting next to a radiator; little creaks, the occasional "knock", wheezes and the whoosh of air escaping. After a while I ask, "Is something up, my dove...?" "YOU'RE DRIVING LIKE YOU'RE ON A MOTORCYCLE!" Non-plussed am I. "What, my delicate desert bloom, could you possibly mean by that?", I inquire. "Instead of following the curve of the road, you're driving up the outside and then somewhere around the middle you cut in. Just like you do on your motorcycle", says she who drives vans. I was astounded. "Why, my very reason for living", I murmer with abject fondness, "your powers of observation are both quite revealing and amazingly astute. I had no idea!"
So, I got to wondering; aside from ajusting mirrors for something other than checking your eyeliner, and looking ahead on the road, does anyone feel like you drive differently because you also ride? I had never given it any thought before.