• It's a very strange thing when your afraid of your Grandma. Especially when your Mother says your Grandmother is driving you you to school and your heart dops with fear. Usually grandmas are sweet and innocent and drive at 15 mph in a 45 mph zone. The exception is my Grandma she drives at least 10 mph over the speed limit. Now normally this would be a problem, but all the cops are under her pay. Not with information or anything like that; no she is paying them with her famous cookies. She sends a box to the department every week or so.

    Now while I was comptemplting my certain doom, I heard an unearthly shierk from the street outside. The tell-tell sign that my Grandmother had arivive. I pleaded with with my Mother to let me walk or anything but ride with my Grandma. My pleas fell on deaf ears as I resigned myself to a morning of fear. My last thought before I got in her car was that I hoped she wasn't praticing for the Super Sonic Senior Streetrace.