- Feb 24, 2011
OK, I'm not a road rager, most of the stuff on the freeways I can deal with. And here in So. Cal., there's a lot of "stuff". I think we've all been behind someone who doesn't seem to get the concept of speeding up a bit on the on-ramp, so as to be able to merge smoothly with freeway traffic. Someone doing 35 or so, hurriedly glancing from mirror to mirror, maybe tapping the brakes every couple of seconds, you know. Finally, he eases into the freeway, and begins his acceleration from 35 up to whatever speed he likes. OK, deep breath, relax, nothing you can do about it. But there's a more extreme version of this guy or gal. This one follows the same on-ramp pattern, but is unable to accelerate past 35 mph or so, until he or she is in the number one lane. So we creeeep down the on-ramp, hunched over the steering wheel, then suddenly jerk the car onto the freeway, and make a series of jerky, swerving lane changes across 4 or 5 lanes, and then begin the leisurely acceleration to speed. Of course, this leaves a trail of sweaty, panicked drivers who have just had their reflexes and ABS challenged. I have to admit that I don't understand this style of driving. Another baffling pattern is tailgaters in residential areas. I am very careful in such areas, since I really don't want to run anyone over. And if, God forbid, the unthinkable happens, someone darts into the street and I can't avoid them, I want the police to be able to determine that I was not driving overly fast, and that I was in fact doing everything possible to be safe. So I'm driving at the posted speed limit, or if none is posted, usually 25 mph. Often, I see someone blasting up behind me, and then they ride my bumper. This usually doesn't last long, as they turn into their driveway. And I'm left wondering why anyone would want to drive like that in their own neighborhood? There are also times when I'd like to say, "I told you so." I was getting on a local freeway, and a couple of ricers came ripping past, probably at 80+, weaving in and out, you know. I'm thinking, "Whoa, those guys are going to cause a wreck." Not two miles later, I see a huge cloud of smoke up ahead, and sure enough, there are cars and parts scattered across all 5 lanes of the highway. There were at least 5 cars involved, but fortunately it looked like no one was hurt. And why do people pass cops when the cops are going the speed limit or a little more? Are you kidding me? At least this provides a little comic relief. I even saw a guy pass a cop in a school zone, right under a sign with flashing yellow lights that said "25 mph when lights are flashing." Cop was doing maybe 30.