Heartbreaker in Paris: the new Peugeot 508 GT Line

I never shared with you the story of my life and I won't do it. But for the love of this article and for a better illustration of my driving experience in Paris, I will briefly write something about my past. I was born and raised in one of the world's worst cities for traffic, in which according to a study people lose 27 days per year in traffic. I have had a driver's license for 11 years now and I used to be a goddess of traffic jam exit solutions. Since I was driving on a daily basis, I was surrounded by horns, yells, and flashes ...also on a daily basis. I wasn't always a target but sometimes I thought it would be nice to have a bat somewhere in my car, just in case somebody got too angry in my direction. No, not a bat, the small animal, but the thing with which you hit a ball. Although this could be a great ideea: keeping an alive bat in the car is scarier than a piece of wood. Basically I learned to drive and I drove for many years in an urban jungle so I have executive experience in dealing with heavy traffic and erratic drivers. Some time ago I moved to a quiet area, in France. Do you know those stories about assiduous people who chose to travel in the far east because they had a revelation and feel the need to reconnect with their spiritual self? Well, I also had a revelation although I traveled west. The revelation that I don't know to drive if I don't push the breaks 4 times per minute. It took me a couple of months to get used to... just drive. Straight and continu