I am just like you an amateur weekend golfer who would love to be able to get out and play 18 every day, but settles for the weekend and sometimes afternoon weekday round. I struggled for 7 years shooting in the mid to high nineties, and the odd time over a hundred. I hit bucket after bucket of balls at the driving range, never understanding why I couldn’t duplicate my performance at the range on the course. It wasn’t until I got serious about my golf game and sought out some golf swing instruction that I really began to improve my consistency and my scores.

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I don’t know why women got a reputation for being bad drivers - unless pushing supermarket carts counts as driving. I think I’m a good driver. After all, I spent seven years driving in New York City. When I sang “New York, New York”, I changed the words. I sang “If you can drive it there, you can drive it anywhere. New York. New York”.

When I drive, I follow the rules of the road, while trying not to follow the car in front of me too closely. I stop for pedestrians crossing the street; but on freeways I’m the one who’s crossing - my fingers. I know I’m driving too fast when I can’t read the vanity plates on the cars I’m passing.

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