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Debalic, you'd never slow me down in the slightest. I'd adjust my speed, slide over between vehicles and split the lane or go around you using my superior acceleration to move past you if you paced the car next to you.

Here's the thing: it's not aggressive drivers who are the problem, but the drivers not paying attention by talking on the cell phone, tuning the radio, slapping the kids in the back seat, reaching down under the seat to grab that fry they dropped, or reading the newspaper.

I freely admit I speed. In fact, I speed heavily. But my sole focus is on the road by being aware of what is happening 300 yards down the road, what the drivers around me are doing, who is behind me, what the road conditions are, and if there are any unmarked cars nearby.

While speed is dangerous because if something catastrophic occurs it compounds the problem, the main difficulty is reaction time is reduced. I mitigate that by having a vehicle with superior stopping power due to good brakes, light weight, and maintaining long sight lines down the road, ie I do not tail gate. I do not camp the left lane, I use my turn signals, and I do not stunt.

If anything I cause problems because I come up and pass people without them expecting me. But that is due more to them not checking their rear view mirrors frequently since I run with high beams on.

Look. At the risk of sounding arrogant, I have incredible reflexes-- on the order of a professional race car driver --and a finely tuned sense of approach and overtake speeds, and a highly trained ability to judge angles. It's what I do for a living. I have better eyesight in my mid-forties than most people do at the prime of their life. My eye-hand coordination is exceptional. The only real danger for my driving is the lesser skilled mortals around me who insist on further reducing poor innate abilities by overloading their ham fisted motor skills when engaging in activities in their car that takes their attention from the road.

Totem

Hehe. Try I95 between D.C. and Baltimore. Hell 95 anywhere is shi[b][/b]tty.

Here's the thing: it's not aggressive drivers who are the problem, but the drivers not paying attention by talking on the cell phone, tuning the radio, slapping the kids in the back seat, reaching down under the seat to grab that fry they dropped, or reading the newspaper.

Agressive drivers ARE a problem. They're not the only problem, by far. The assholes you just described should also be using public transportation since they don't really have time to be driving with all the other stuff they've got going on.

I freely admit I speed. In fact, I speed heavily. But my sole focus is on the road by being aware of what is happening 300 yards down the road, what the drivers around me are doing, who is behind me, what the road conditions are, and if there are any unmarked cars nearby.

Speeding isn't necessarily aggressive driving. Speeding is fast driving.


Look. At the risk of sounding arrogant, I have incredible reflexes-- on the order of a professional race car driver --and a finely tuned sense of approach and overtake speeds, and a highly trained ability to judge angles. It's what I do for a living. I have better eyesight in my mid-forties than most people do at the prime of their life. My eye-hand coordination is exceptional. The only real danger for my driving is the lesser skilled mortals around me who insist on further reducing poor innate abilities by overloading their ham fisted motor skills when engaging in activities in their car that takes their attention from the road.

Yeah, how many wrecks do professional race car drivers have each year, per capita? Not the best of examples.

I don't question your reflexes, or even your driving habits.

I'm talking about aggressive drivers. You know: the ones who have to cut people off so they can't pass, or they've just GOT to pass that next car, even if it means there's less than 3 inches of clearance and they don't have time to signal, or the ones who don't mind making oncoming traffic brake so they can make that 7 car at once pass. That's aggressive driving.

Almost everyone likes to get where they're going as fast as they reasonably can. You want to drive 130mph down a deserted road? Go for it. You want to drive 130 beside me? Get out of the car, place your hands behind your head, and ride the bus from now on. I don't want to wind up like Christopher Reeves because some buttmonkey needed to be somewhere 3 miles away 4 whole seconds faster.

For the record, for all of my aggression, I'm also a very cautious driver.

I never tailgate anyone.
I move out of the way for faster cars behind me.
I actually pay attentions to people turn signals and
Don't try to cut people off.


WORDs OF ADVICE: ASSUME EVERYONE ON THE ROAD IS DRUNK n' STUPID.



Indeed Spawned.... sadly I'm learning to get used to it.... I just sit back and listen to my NPR...in cold acceptance... that's all you can do.

Although I can't help screaming at people from my seat at the top of my lungs.

Driving in Backup traffic has it's own technique..... I ALWAYS try to keep a good ammount of space between me and the car in front...... If everyone did that ther'd be less backups..... cause all it takes is One idiot to **** it all up.


Speaking of which, I'm about to traverse that path of madness in about 20 minute... wish me luck.... cause EVEN at this hour, it sucks.

Edited, Mon Oct 11 14:21:19 2004 by Kelvyquayo

Then quit making your horse jump cars on the highway, TS

Damn you technologists!

I pay taxes just like everyone else. It's my RIGHT to ride Ole Blue whereever I like.

I mounted a floodlight to flip up and turn on when I tug on a handle... People who drive with their brights on get a nasty surprise.... Especially if they ride up on my **** (for no reason, I always move out of the way of faster drivers when I can because Im a fast driver myself)

That's cool. Those are some nice bikes.....

I have 2 motorcycles. I have to get my license for it though. It is actually a set. "His" and Hers" bikes. 1981 Honda Goldwing.

The "His" bike is black and gold. (the glitter paint)

The "Her" bike is silver. (the glitter paint).

Now all i gotta do is go to Tennessee to pick em' up.