BAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.
There's a family that lives up the street from us, the eldest daughter is my age, and we hated each other until I left the school system, and haven't seen her since. Anyways, the whole family is filled with terrible drivers. The father rarely exceeds the speed limit, and he drives down every morning in a pseudo-SUV (Ford Flex or something), blocks our driveway, and won't move until after the school bus comes. He's a colossal prick.
The mother is a fatty who speeds, but she's out of control. Her turns are wide sweeps, like having a trailer, if it's a right; if a left, she cuts across the other lane. Her daughter inherited this trait. The girl was a pale-skinned ginger.