No big, long winded rant today. Figured I'd make this one short and sweet. And so now, I give you yet more driving pet peeves. The first being speed. And just so that we're clear, I'm fine with fast. I even like fast. But I tend to temper my fast driving with a little common sense. (An attribute I am told is in declining supply.) It's the excessively fast, and too fast in dangerous situations that I'm directing my ire at here. You want to splatter yourself on a K-rail somewhere, go right ahead. Just let me get as far away from you as possible before you do. But for all that is holy, please do not be the person who enters the freeway and then proceeds to stomp on their brakes in order to maintain a nice pace of 30 miles per hour. This is the exact opposite from what you are supposed to be doing. And while yes, speed can kill, having an unsuspecting motorist who is following the proper rules slam into your rear bumper from around a blind corner isn't any good either. And speaking of unsuspecting motorists, those little blinking yellow lights on your car are called indicators for a reason. It's amazing (though no longer surprising) how lazy people can be. With the smallest flick of a single finger, they could easily alert people around them as to where they'll be headed next. Because that's what indicators do. They tell the cautious and attentive drivers what the lunatic driver may or may not be about to attempt. At the very least, it allows us a chance to get our guard up.
- FireSpark Out
Where'd you learn how to steer?
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I can't relax
Got your license from Cracker Jacks
You just hit another tree
These fender benders are killin' me
— Weird Al Yankovic "She Drives Like Crazy"
 FireSpark · Sat Oct 23, 2010 @ 07:28am · 0 Comments |
