我的同伴司机骑着刹车并紧贴方向盘，好像是某种伏都教徒的恋物癖，可以保护他们免受醉酒，弯曲，坑洼，折叠式土狼和雕刻成刀的钣金的侵害，第一滴撞到了挡风玻璃上。
(My fellow drivers, riding their brakes and clinging to the wheel as if it were some kind of voodoo fetish that would protect them against drunks, curves, potholes, errant coyotes and sheet metal carved into knives, went to pieces the minute the first drop hit the windshield.)