One time when I was driving home from my college class, I had hooked my iPod up to my car stereo and put it on shuffle. I had just gotten my iPod and I didn’t have a ton of music on it yet, but one album I made sure was on there was the Super Smash Bros. Melee soundtrack. So I’m driving home on the freeway, and Mute City from F-Zero comes on.

You can probably tell already that that song and driving an actual car is a bad, bad combination.

I didn’t even realize it, but I started driving a little more recklessly. My foot pressed down on the gas pedal a little bit harder. I got tired of waiting behind the car in front of me, so I switched lanes to go around it. I was drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, completely lost in the music.

Now, one thing you probably don’t know about me is I usually drive like an old lady. I’m careful, I’m courteous, and when I drive on the freeway I always stay in the right line because I’m paranoid I’ll miss my exit, no matter how far away from it I know I am. So when the song ended and I realized how I was driving, with my spedometer needle flirting with the tick marks between 70 and 80 miles per hour and cars whizzing past me as I switched lanes, my heart just about did a backflip before ITS heart had a heart attack.

I made it home in record time.

I also don’t listen to that song when I drive anymore.