Glad to be alive

I had to take a taxi to and from a doctor's appt. today. It was easy to find one on the way there but coming out of the doctor's office, I had to walk a couple of blocks to find one. I always say a prayer that I will be able to be safe. (You are putting your life in a complete strangers hands!) I finally found one, but as he was pulling up, I realized that it wasn't as nice of a taxi as I usually see around here. But I got in anyways. I regretted it soon after. I told him where I needed to go and he told me it would be $15. I had only paid $12 on the way there and I told him that. He said, "OK, you can give me $12, but I have started raising my prices lately because gas is so expensive." So we left it at that. He started drinking something. I really thought it was beer. It turns out that it was a Perrier water bottle (made out of glass).
I literally have never been so scared in a car in my life. He was driving SOOOOOO fast and weaving in and out of cars. I gasped a couple of times, holding on for dear life and joked about being a bad back seat driver. But soon I couldn't handle it anymore. We were speeding down the freeway crossing three lanes at a time (no signaling at all!!!), slamming on brakes, the works. I blurted out, "I will give you the $15 if you will spare my life!" He started laughing and said, "You're funny." Luckily he did calm down quite a bit. Then we got into a conversation about Utah and how I was Mormon which lead to a conversation about polygomy, etc. We'll save that part of the story for another day. My usual 20 -25 min. drive from the dr. was done in less than 10 minutes.
As I was getting out, he said, "I spared your life you know." I said, "I know, that is why I am giving you $15."