Incentive

An old man stopped to talk to us one day while i was in the drivers seat. He saw that i was a learner and wanted to give me advice. Funny how even though everything else fades, it just makes their eyes look even more brilliant
His incentive for me to stay within the speed limit was:
If you were driving at 80 and you passed 5 stop signs which were all red, you'd get to your destination at the same time as someone who was travelling 60 and got the green lights.
That was fine, but what entertained me most were his parting words.

"You're a good girl who doesn't take drugs or go around with bad boys."