It's green, let's go already...

Sometimes I feel like I'm driving a 1950s Mini while everyone else is in a late model Lamborghini. I'm the old lady doing a 40 in a 60 zone driving on an unsealed, unforeseeable cul-de-sac street called life and what's worse is my car doesnt have airbags, gps system, nor a decent set of headlights.

It seems like I've been driving for so long yet when I take a quick peep in my back mirror, I notice I've been going round in circles in a never-ending round-about and the road I entered is a one-way street; fuck.

Or when I'm stopped by a red light, it seems like an eternity for it to turn green again; or is it just my lane that's broken?

My current destination is another 70 days drive and today will be my last gas station. I've just stole an Aston Martin Vanquish and going to stop for no red lights until I get there.