If a skid has not been steered into One may not become a better driver For driving is improved Through the metabolism Of miles and miles of ice And hydroplaning And avoiding imminent crashes And having a few crashes And while I'd prefer to never drive If I must I shall be better for the moments of stress on the road For the surprise construction site with poorly indicated lane reductions For the bird that wants to leave this world behind through a front wheel For the deer that's looking for a headlight kiss And while I shall not look for these moments I shall embrace them as they arrive And turn them into opportunities to be a better driver As they disappear into the rear view mirror