This town may not have much of a rush hour, nothing like LA or Chicago. Houston, Miami, lots of places have us beat for crazy traffic.
But to go with no walls or seat belts, specially in the morning run when 2/3 of the drivers are half awake, juggling a cell phone (on which they are as likely texting as talking), breakfast, shaving, makeup and experimental hangover remedies? No thank you.
So I have to say I admire the balls of someone who not only doesn't flinch at stacked up six lane traffic but will travel thousands of miles (if you can't tell, their trailer has Texas plates) with almost no protection to take such risks. His girlfriend's balls, too.
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