Driving story from heck
Well-written true story from the scary roads of California. The ending is particularly daft, if I may sound so British. Worth three minutes of your reading time.
So what if I told you that while speeding down the road, trying to shave minutes off my best time from Orange County to Los Angeles I looked up from the dash gauges after hearing a peculiar noise to see a white BMW, fifteen yards in front of me, also traveling at 82 MPH but sideways, perfectly perpendicular to my own car.
Time froze. And then it started moving slowly from a solid to liquid state.
There in front of me a man-made object was seemingly defying the laws of physics, because it remained sideways moving at the same rate of speed with puffy white smoke billowing from the tires — the sound and smell of rubber being scrapped across pavement, in a way it was not designed to, filled the air around us.
May 17th, 2005 at 11:05 pm
Heh.
The article might as well have been written about Florida, too!
When I lived there, I witnessed the worst driving by every creed of human being you can imagine… Bad driving in FL makes no distinctions between race and gender ==> they’re ALL bad!
Seriously, though. Not a week went by when I didn’t see at least 2 or 3 accidents on the main road in front of the development where I lived. You really were taking your life (and insurance rates) into your hands when you went out on the road in Florida.
And that was just Orlando. Miami was five times worse from what I’ve heard…