Oops, my mind read that wrong, my bad, guess having a sleepless night is messing with me a bit… I see now that you clearly said lane… I was wondering why you said that.. lol
My apologies sir…
Oops, my mind read that wrong, my bad, guess having a sleepless night is messing with me a bit… I see now that you clearly said lane… I was wondering why you said that.. lol
My apologies sir…
AND you said nice things about Fords! Do the Dodge Bros know about this?
It turned out that a very elderly man was driving a new-ish Bentley Continental in the center lane, at 55 mph. The posted speed is 65 mph, so if people like him insist on driving 10 mph below the posted speed, they should have the good sense to stay in the right lane, so that it would be safer for everyone.
I think that many drivers are those that don’t think about their driving at all. Like that elderly man. He probably goes right for that center lane because he “feels comfortable” there. Then you throw in all the drivers who are staring at their phone, we are in a race to the bottom on dumb driving.
He probably goes right for that center lane because he “feels comfortable” there.
I’ve told this story before, but it perfectly illustrates your statement.
A female friend picked me up in her aged Buick, and within a few minutes we were on the NJ Turnpike. She merged into the fast-moving traffic at–I think–about 45 mph. As you can imagine, we were honked at by several cars.
Then, as I tightened my death grip on the arm rest, she proceeded to move to the left lane, and to drive at ~50 mph, while traffic zoomed past us on the right, and while horns blared at us almost constantly.
Because my friend is very short, the bench seat was positioned as far forward as it could go, and I was uncomfortably close to the windshield and dashboard. The seatbelt/shoulder harness was jammed, so I couldn’t use it, and I felt extremely unsafe.
After a couple of minutes of this terror ride, I asked her why she was in the left lane, and her response was… Oh, I just feel so much safer here.
I never again rode in her car.