[ WP ] You know the random driver in every action movie where the hero jumps in and orders to `` follow that car ! '' . Yup , that 's you . Every single time you 're trying to get anywhere .

Everyone wonders why I walk so much. I tell'em it's because I want to be in shape, and most people nod and accept it. 
 
 The truth, of course, is much, much crazier than all that. 
 
 I, Trevor Woodman, can not drive a car without someone getting into it in an unsolicited fashion and demanding I drive them... somewhere. 
 
 I've had spies, with strange briefcases and stranger weaponry, leap inside to escape their attackers. 
 
 Those usually result in the most damage. 
 
 I've had someone I swear looked like Sherlock Holmes tell me I had to chase someone somewhere. I almost ran over a few people that time. 
 
 At least six guys have gotten into my car, saying their son or daughter was just kidnapped and could I please follow the sketchy armored car that's now shooting at us. Again. 
 
 It all started when I got a part time job as a cabbie, and let me tell you, that job did not last long. But whatever phenomenon that caused me to become the `` chase cabbie'' stayed with me. 
 
 So here I am, aged 45, and I ca n't drive a car for fear of alien incursion, spy chases, or detective chases.
