So there I was in the midst of traffic in a bustling city. What was only a 30 minute drive felt like an hour and possibly three hours off my life. In this single car ride I think my blood pressure rose to an unhealthy rate. Meanwhile my hand clutched for anything to grab onto while my foot was doing the air brake. After about 15 minutes of silence I screamed out to the driver, “do you really trust your brakes that much.” The driver looked at me and kept on with his last minute braking while I sat in terror waiting for the moment that he would slam into the car ahead of me.