Translation: I shouldn’t eat snot and booger.

I’m still sick. I don’t know if I got my ride buddies sick. Hopefully I did. Evil, evil Jason. >=)

I did manage to scare them though. We were around King City, going around 80 (which is about the max my Jeep can handle…well the max I want to try). Everything looked good, except the ground was wet from rain. All of the sudden a bunch of cars in front slow down for no apparent reason. It catches me off guard, because I was about 3 seconds distance from the car in front. So I slam on the brakes which I’m not used to yet. That made me remember how hard you have to push the brakes on the Jeep. It’s definitely not the Civic. I think I also gave them a good startle at the gas station back in SLO. I’m sorta not used to the steering of the Jeep either, so when trying to get close to the gas pump, I sorta overshot the turn and jumped on the curb that the pumps are on. No harm done, except to my driving pride.

Eating a Taco Roco burrito with hot sauce didn’t fix my cold. =’(

Wag daw ako kakain ng sipon at kulangot. A valuable lesson in life.