Don't let me drive on bridges or across a border.

Today I crossed into the states over the blue-water bridge. At first I simply stared over the side through the car window. The I wondered what it would feel like to jump over the side into the water. I also wondered if the car was capable of slamming through the metal side to go flying off. Later I noticed the stairs that were on both bridges and decided that worst case scenario I would climb down them to escape. I also devised scenarios in which I would have to fight people on the bridge, terrorist attack etc. Finally we made it to the custom area and I had to resist the urge to either start screaming for help or chanting German at the customs officer to see what would happen. One day I'm going to get into serious trouble.