Keeping calm, the wife grips the steering wheel more tightly as she slowly increases the speed to 75. He pushes his luck. “I wanna have the house!” he shouts… Up to 80. “And the car, too!” he adds. 85 mph. “And I’ll have all the credit cards, the bank accounts, and the boat!”
She starts steering the car towards a substantial concrete bridge. Getting anxious, the husband asks her, “Do you want anything??” The wife responds in a soft, calm voice. “No, I’ve got all I need,” she says. “Oh, yeah? ” he asks, “so, what do you have?” Just before they crash into the wall at 85 mph, the wife turns to him and grins. “The airbag.”
