From about the second semester of my sophomore year until about november of my junior year i was “in charge” of driving emily. It began because she couldn’t drive yet and i lived less than ten minutes from her. The drives were always interesting. We had some of the best conversations that i had ever had in my car. I like to think that i got to know her a way that was different than most people knew her during those times. She eventually got her license, but i was still her driver. The only bad part of it was her music. She refused to listen to what i wanted to. Eventually i just gave in and put her stations into my presets. Then for my 17th birthday she decided to make me a tape. I Think it was because she wanted to be able to listen to what she wanted in my car. Anyways. . she told me for weeks that she was going to give me this. . . About a week before my birthday we had a “falling out” if you will. I didn’t think that i’d get the tape, and to be honest i was hopefull that i didn’t since i didn’t like her music. Long story short, i got the tape, and if it says anything that tape is still in the tape deck of my car, even though i dislike about half of the songs. As for the car trips. . they lessened over time, until the point where there were none. I miss them terribly, because i think that we had a specail friendship in my car. . . It is impossible for me to think about emily without thinking about our fun car rides. . .