He would insist on driving in the dead center of a two way intersection, and no matter how much I complained, sulked, and threatened, nothing made a dent.  

The only consolation I found was the thought that at least the cars coming towards us, were staying in their lane.  

Sure enough, I soon resigned myself to my fate, but I would still cringe all too often while on the road. 

Well, the day finally came when I was to meet Bill's family. We headed to the small hick town that he was from in Pennsylvania, and had a grand ol' time with his folks. 

It was when we went out for a drive in the old family pick up that I learned that things could get quite a bit worse. 

"Don't worry about my husband's driving in the center of the road," said Bill's mom with a big friendly smile, as we headed onto a two way intersection.  "THAT'S WHAT EVERYONE DOES AROUND HERE!!"