Driver Story Magazine

Dateline Chicago 1981:

I was eighteen years old and driving a taxi. You had to be at least twenty-five to drive for Yellow Cab, but I had a fake license. In those days it was very easy to get a fake license. The Illinois Licenses didn’t have a picture on them in those days! Even at the time I knew that was a dumb idea. All we did was put some white-out on our birth certificate and take a copy. The copy looked good, except for not having the seal. A lot of people did that. Read the rest of this entry »

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When you know you’re doing something wrong, and you see those dreaded flashing blue lights in your rearview mirror, do you try to think of a good excuse as you slowly pull over, or are you the planning type, who thinks of a good one ahead of time? Do you always tell the truth, or are you the type of driver who counts on instinct to think of something at the last second? Read the rest of this entry »

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