After six long, tortuous months of driving with a white-knuckled, hyperventilating mom cowering in the passenger seat next to them, they were ready to push the passenger eject button. Off they went, first one, then the other, and I gave the same speech each time I handed over the car keys. Beware of the Special People. They zip around our valley, oblivious to the laws that apply to everyone but them, the Special People. Special People laugh at the speed limit signs.
Special People turn left on red arrows and red lights.
Their way is the only way. For them, the Special People, laws don't mean a thing. One of these Special People wrote a letter to The Signal whining about the ticket she received for driving 45 mph in a 35 mph zone on Valley Street in the Happy Valley area of Newhall. I live in this area. Too many Special People drive like bats out of hell on Valley Street.