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[perfectsymmetry]

[Residents of 1247 Williams may notice the car is gone, and it's not dear old not-dad who's driving it about the neighborhood like a maniac today. Actually, it's Crowe driving it about the neighborhood like your grandma on Sunday.

He had a few weeks of driver's ed back home, and studied up on it while here in Mayfield. But he's never been behind the wheel before. And, well, being Crowe, he doesn't want to be a bother and make anyone have to teach him, so he's decided to get some practice. How hard could it be? It seemed simple enough, right?

Yeah, right.

It's not going so well for him, but he's not giving up yet! He can be found in several places today driving around town:

- blocking up traffic driving SUPER SLOW. He's too afraid to take it over 25 or so. When someone honks at him, he makes a squeaking noise, speeds up for a few seconds before slowing down again.
- taking a turn too sharp or too wide, and running into various things, or....people?! Look out, innocent bystanders! He'll miss the occasional traffic sign, too focused on driving.
- The family car has seen better days since dear ol' Milkman Dan has gotten into town, and occasionally there's some malfunctioning. Maybe the bumper as fallen off, perhaps the radiator has started to spout steam. Nothing to panic over, right? Except this is Crowe. Of course there's some panicking.
- attempting to parallel park. OH THE HUMANITY. Pray that's not your car he's parking by.
- a surprise empty whiskey bottle has rolled out from under the seat and lodged itself under the pedals. From within the car can be heard "OhGodOhGodOhGod---!" Better get out of his way, Mayfield!]

Comments

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

_{[WHAM. was that a speed bump or an animal?]}

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[DSGRHGERHRE. Breaking suddenly, Crowe's head shoots out the window, and his head whips around, looking to see what that was. I-it was his imagination, right?!]</i?

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

_{[Sup, just going to be laying here on the ground. He's fine, really.]}

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe practically jumps out of the car looking ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIED and also wonder how the hell he didn't see you. You, of all people.]

O-oh no, oh my God, oh my God are you alright?!

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

_{[See what happens when you reenact Need for Speed: Tokyo Drift in a small town, kids?]}

Urgh...

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Or in this case, Need for Speed: Nervous Nelly edition.

Okay, well, you're not DEAD, so that's good, right? But you probably need a doctor. Oh god.]

Oi, can you hear me? I-I... Oh God. Um. C-Can you get up? I-I can get you to a doctor!

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

_{[Here Nelly, have a giant hand to the face while he tries to sit up.]}


Gah... Quiet, ya.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He stumbles back a few steps.]

Y-you're... alright?

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

Urg. _{[Rubbing the side of his head. Damn kid, what were you driving? A Cadillac or a Nash Rambler?]}

Head hurts.

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

SHIIT! [Just manages to dodge out of the way before you can bump into him]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Hey how dare you be walking on the sidewalk when he's trying to park! Crowe manages to knock over a parking meter instead of you, but he did hear someone yell. He pokes his head out the window sheepishly.]

A-ah, s-sorry! I didn't, uh... that was a meter. Oh my.

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[Rubs his head in shock and looks at the knocked-down parking meter] Phew....I thought it was gonna hit me, then. [Hasn't heard Crowe yet]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe gets out to survey the damage, and he was sure he heard someone.... He winces at the meter, but then sees Zidane.]

O-oh! Oh no, I-I didn't hit you, did I?!

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[Shakes his head] No, you didn't, but- [Turns his head to see who had hit him - hey, wasn't that the moody guy he met the other day?]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Indeed it was! And he's gone from being snarky and moody to blubbery and nervous. He recognizes you too, but he's more concerned about your well-being right now.]

You're not hurt? Oh, thank goodness. I-I'm really sorry, I uh, I'm just new a-at this. I-I'm trying to be careful....

[ohlookboobs.livejournal.com]

[Brushes himself with his left hand, since his other one's still missing] Yeah, I am...don't worry...[Suspects that Crowe isn't the greatest driver ever, but that doesn't matter - the guy didn't do it on purpose]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

G-good, oh good. I-I am very sorry.

[Looks back at the meter, standing now at a 45-degree angle. He sighs.]

I-I hope stuff like this isn't grounds for droning...

Um. I, uh, I talked to you the other day, right? I um, should apologize for that as well. I wasn't really myself. Almost literally. If that makes any sense.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

[taunting]

I don't remember seeing you with a driver's license!

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[H-Hey he doesn't need you giving him a hard time when he's still figuring out how to get it out of the driveway safely. He frowns at you.]

If you must know, I've gotten my permit.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

It doesn't look that way to me.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Glarrrre.]

...E-everyone's got to start somewhere.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

I would suggest that 'the ditch' is not a good place to start.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

....

[He sighs. Goddamnit.]

Yes, well, I-I don't need your "help".

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised. I could make the car fly.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you can do a lot of things, that doesn't mean I want you to.