For any other group of guys this would be a bad day, but not for us, Granted it was dark and rainy outside..we didn't plan on going out there anyway. The rain didn't dampen our sprits. Paul is still sleeping in the back. I think Chris keeps doozing on and off. Joel is driving with Billy in the passenger seat.
"Dude, I'll never get used to driving Birtha," he whined,
""Well, drivers cost money, Joel!" I holled in response, "Besides, Birtha likes you. Your doing fine."
Billy laughed. Birtha was our bus...if you could call it that. It was actually more of an R.v. that we bought and had painted black. It was old and a pain to drive. Only Joel had mastered her. She was a little rusty in some spots, but it didn't matter. She was ours, and we got her for a deal.
Joel took a sharp turn. What the heck is he thinking? I better go check it out!
Benji made his way up to the front of the Birtha. I knew why, and what he was going to say. I think it must be the twin esp.
"Benj, don't worry." I spoke, "I just had to make the exit."
"Yeah," Billy said, "He almost missed it. I pointed it out at the last second. He'e real tired, he's been driving all night practically."
Benji nodded, "Well, maybe you should pull over Joel. Give somebody else a chance to drive for a while. You need to catch up on some rest."
"No, I am ok. Really. I'm fine." I insisted "We have to be in Wisconsin tonight..it is the first night of our tour..we have to be there on time."
I really was tired, but they couldn't handle this beast. I could barely handle her. Benji drives like a maniac and Billy like my grandmother. Either way we would never make it to the show. It is not like I am going to fall asleep at the wheel, I am a good safe driver.
Benji sat between the two front seats as if in doing so was going to make me change my mind. He could scream and yell but it was jus not going to happen.
"Come on, Benji'd right. Your tired. You should pull over." Billy Began, "It wouldn't be such a bad idea you know? Somebody else is going to have to drive it someday."
Joel is not going to pull over. It doesn't matter what me or Benji say, he'll just start to ignore us. Sometimes he can be a real idiot. He picks his battles, and well I guess driving is one of them. He doesn't trust any of us behind the wheel of Birtha.
"You guys don't even know how to drive her." he argued, "I am ok, honestly."
"Pull over now, Joel!" Benji snapped.
It must've stunned Joel, because it sure surprised me.
"No." Joel replied.
Why won't he just give it up?
"Your gonna get us into a crash man! Pull OVER!" Benji raised his voice again.
"Joel, we can tell your tired. Why don't you just listen to Benji and pull over?" I asked, trying to maybe bring some peace, "I'll drive."
"Billy you drive slower than an old lady! We'll never make it on time if you drive!" he insisted.
"Yeah, Billy stay outta this." the other agreed.
"I do not drive like an old lady...and don't gang up on me!"
I really hate it when they do that. They go from fighting eachother to fighting everybody else. The three of us got into it. Joel took his eyes off the road for five seconds. No more. No less
I was in the middle of a deep deep sleep and the next thing i knw I am being throw from my bunk onto the floor. Benji must be driving..he is the only one that would be crazy enough to swarve around like a mad-mad. Joel would never even joke about anything while driving. He gets very serous. Besides he know Birtha can't handle all the joking around.
I get up and slowly make my way for the front of the bus. I relize that we are stopped and nobody is in the driver seat, In fact nobody is anywhere up front. I can see the passenger side window has been shattered and the drivers door is hanging wide open.
"Hey, what's going on?" I can hear chris yell from the back .
"I'nm not to sure yet." I reply.
It was the only thing that I could say, I relized that the bus was on a slant as if we had run into the ditch or something, but I am not completely sure. I see Benji appear suddenly next to the open door.
"Paul, get Chris and come on out here. It'd not good." he mumbled
I yell for Chris.