Here in Utah it's little old ladies driving Boats.
I moved here about 15 years ago with my girl, and had only been in one accident in my LIFE before that, and within the first week, I was sitting at a light in west valley and this gigantic Lincoln pulls out of the parking lot and slams into me.

This little old lady was sitting behind the steering wheel, and when I walked over started begging me not to call the cops, because she valued her 'independence' and didn't want to lose her license. She didn't want the insurance company called either because she was on a 'fixed income'. Since I was driving a beater I had bought from a friend, I agreed, and she was going to send me a couple hundred to pay for the (very minor) damage. While I was trying to get her info she literally drives off on me.

No more than two weeks later, I was sitting at the SAME light, and the SAME lady pulls out of the same gas station and slams into me again! I could not believe it. When I walked over to her car, I noticed it had many more dings and dents in it, and she didn't remember me… So I smiled at her, reached into her window, yanked her keys out of the ignition and threw them as far as I could into a field behind the karate studio across the street, and waited for the cops.

That's so funny that I'm going to overlook the fact that you were playing – and there is no good way to put this – golf ))

Then he said with a total deadpan face: "Poor bastard never had a chance – Asian female driving a Volvo and wearing a hat."

Yep. We've all got one of *those* stories to tell about women drivers. They are the gift that just keeps on giving ))

Sure enough, it was a small Asian woman, straining to peer over the steering wheel.

It was funny.