Tell you summat. Whilst bringing it home yesterday, I've never felt so
UN-intimidated whilst driving.
Usually, everything is just a bloody arse ache, with other knobheads trying to cut you up etc., and wave the fingers at you, whereas, driving Molly was just so relaxed and pleasurable, with others appearing to be actually pleased to see you on the road.
Most weird, but I discovered this strange sheeple beahaviour in The Beast last year too.