Examples of bad drivers

[BailOut]

I think it would be humorous if we had a thread where we could post about the truly idiotic things we see out on the roads. I'll start it off:

After fueling up this morning I turned onto the little thoroughfare in the parking lot of the strip mall the station is in. After traveling on said thoroughfare for about 30m a lone soccer Mom in a huge V8 Toyota Sequoia that was on one of the lot entrance/exit lanes made eye contact with me and then immediately cut me off. If I hadn't hit my brakes hard I would have impacted on her rear left corner.

I honked at her but she must have had the radio up loud because she never even glanced back at me.

She then ran the stop sign another 10m up the thoroughfare and then immediately turned left and uphill towards the exit, sans blinker.

At the top of that exit is a stoplight that controls one's entry onto the 4 lane avenue, which she ran a full second after it turned red, sans blinker and visible exhaust spewing the whole time.

I waited through the light (it's a mercifully short one) and then used the avenue to get to Mount Rose Highway, a block away. As I approached the highway in the right lane there was the Sequoia, sitting 9 vehicles deep at the left turn light, which was going to be red for at least another minute.

[xcel]

Hi Brian:

___To bad you were not closer for that next light as I am sure you would have dressed her down a notch or two with that performance!

___This morning with camera’s rolling, an Audi A6 pulled a similar stunt on a 4 lane. Drag raced around me and I mean 0 – 60 in sub 7 seconds like acceleration to the red light not a block and a half ahead only to sit there and wait. We had just left a light and I was in a high load but very short micro-pulse heading out. You just cannot teach these @$$’es a thing

___Good Luck

___Wayne

[PaleMelanesian]

Here's one:

I'm on a 4-lane road, 35mph limit. There's a side street to the right that T's into mine. Driver blows right through the stop sign and turns into my lane (right lane, of course! ). THEN he comes to a complete stop and turns ALL THE WAY AROUND in his seat to see me coming up behind him. Good thing there was no traffic in the other lane, I could not have stopped in time.

[laurieaw]

this could be a VERY long thread

[Chuck]

BailOut,

This has the promise of being a daily feature.


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This muist be "Blonde Driver Week".

A blonde in a Camry (non-HSD) was making some abrupt lane changes while she was on the phone. Without giving it the gas, I did what I occasionally do in such situations and emulated the same abrupt lane changes....I call this A$$CAR driving (I did not imply it was real NASCAR driving - JimboK)

Rerun of yesterday - a blonde in a pickup had to pass me. About 100 yards later, she is stuck behind a dump truck and I make sure she sees me laughing as I pass. She was livid - isn't it amazing how people with a problem project it onto others?



Mewdonna (platium blonde pictured) is in my lap as I type...

[anon]

I saw a guy on the New York State Thruway going 55mph-65mph-55mph-65mph.......

This same guy later hit the exit in neutral, shut off his engine, and seemed to coast all the way through the EasyPass lane, without ever touching the brakes................






Oh wait, that was me! Trying to work with some of the techniques I'm reading about here.

[Right Lane Cruiser]

Sounds like a good segment, Anon! Did you check your manual to be sure the transmission would not be damaged by FASing? If it says your car can be "flat towed" (meaning on all 4 wheels) you are fine. Otherwise the transmission is depending on oil being pumped by the engine and extended engine off gliding could cause expensive transmission damage due to lack of lubrication.

[psyshack]

It was bad enough today that Im giving up FE driving for a while. Im going to be the problem and not the solution.

Im on my way in this morning. Im on a back road going around Glenpool and Jenks. Doing 40 mph in a 45 mph zone. Some hoe in a Trailblazer comes screaming up behind me. She puts the pass on me. Then notices theres a dead deer in her lane as shes talking on her ****ed cell. I saw the deer laying there 1/2 mile back. So I just keep on my way. She locks up the brakes and creams the deer. She catchs back up to me and tries to run me off the road. Flips me off and is cussing me. Pulls up next to me and cuss's me out. I told her she was so ugly a horse wouldn't b*** f*** her in the a**.

So I move on down the road. make the exchange from the Creek Turnpike to hwy 169. Then heres a massive back up. For the third day in a fow a ****ed Cemment mixer has fliped over getting off of a exit on 169. Three days in a row this has happened.

So I get to work. Get my ass chewed all day long cause stuff isnt in and Im not going to warrenty stuff that folks have went out of there way to destroy. On and on and on. I have a massive headache by 11 am. I really don't blame them for being mad. I can get stuff out of japan faster than a worthless american lazy ass yankee factory. Then folks need quotes. But not a one can supply all the needed info to size and quote one. Want me to guess. This is what out country has been reduced to. People that cant do one **** thing right. Guess,,,, I cant believe it.

So I get out of the office at lunch and go buy some yellow nylon cheap ski rope I need for a project around the house. So while at the lumber yard I park my car and go inside. I turn to look back at my car and see a truck rolling at it. A 3/4 ton GMC rolling backwards across the lot heading for my car. I take off running for my car... I cant move it.... run for the truck. Get the door open,,, but I cant stop it. So I run around back,,,, yelling for help the whole time at the top of my lungs. I grab the bumper and slam my shoulder into the rear fender. The tail light shatters. My shoulder now hurts big time. I get the truck to stop. Then the ****ed drive comes running out and tells me how Im going to pay for the tail light I busted. I droped him right then and there like a sack of tators. The owner of the lumber yard comes out and asked if I needed a ambulance after stoping the ****ed truck from hitting my car. I tell him I will be ok. He told me to go on my way and he would show the carpenter the security video. So I went back to work for more customer idiot humans in my face.

I get off work and make it to 169 on ramp. I get my light and start making my turn. I hear this god awful racket. Its a red hatch back MZ3. Its lowered right down to the ground. I mean so low its bouncing like a fisher price car pull toy. Hes going to run the red light with his fart can a blazing and the subs a thumping. I slam on my brakes. He goes by fliping me off and laughing. I then look up and see the freeway at a beep and creep. A evil grin comes across my face and soul. So I take off after him. Hes stoped and cussing traffic. No idea Im about to ruin his day. He see's me walk across the front of his car. He starts the power window up. I toss the bag of rope I ppurchased at lunch inbetween the window and door as the window goes up. He locks his doors. I yank the wad of rope twords me and bust his window out. Smacked him up side the head with the rope and told him to tie it on the front of his fisher price popper ricer and pull it around like the kids toy it is before somebody kills his worthless ass. Get back in my car and leave.

So now Im back on the road going around Jenks and Glenpool. Just trying to get home. The exploded mangled dead deer is still in the road. I go around it. Ease on down the road at the speed limit or under. Then pass a local cop hiding behind some bushes. Soon as I go by him he hits his lights and gets behind me. Im pilled over by a worthless cop. He takes my lic. and ins. I asked him why i was being harrased. He says there have been complaints of a little purple car hot roding on this road. I tell him that his fat ugly suv driving bitch wife was the one speeding not me. I jump out of my car knowing he has me on radar. And tell him we need to look at his radar spot of the hot roding little purple car. He didnt want me near his car. So I flip out the cell phone, call 911 and request a state trooper to the the area. Tell the local cop I will surrender to him and only speak to a honest member of law enforcement. He gives me my stuff back. I wait on the trooper and file a complaint against the local fuzz.

I made it home without further issues. But Im going to lay off the hypermiling game for a while. Its time to be the problem for a while. The solution has got real old the last few months.....

psy

[Chuck]

I think most of us have lapses, psyshack - I do.

Having said that, please sleep on it and not become another A$$CAR driver - let them pay for higher blood pressure, car insurance, etc....

I cope with it by driving away from rush hour and alternate routes when possible.

[tigerhonaker]

Originally Posted by psyshack

It was bad enough today that Im giving up FE driving for a while. Im going to be the problem and not the solution.

Im on my way in this morning. Im on a back road going around Glenpool and Jenks. Doing 40 mph in a 45 mph zone. Some hoe in a Trailblazer comes screaming up behind me. She puts the pass on me. Then notices theres a dead deer in her lane as shes talking on her ****ed cell. I saw the deer laying there 1/2 mile back. So I just keep on my way. She locks up the brakes and creams the deer. She catchs back up to me and tries to run me off the road. Flips me off and is cussing me. Pulls up next to me and cuss's me out. I told her she was so ugly a horse wouldn't b*** f*** her in the a**.

So I move on down the road. make the exchange from the Creek Turnpike to hwy 169. Then heres a massive back up. For the third day in a fow a ****ed Cemment mixer has fliped over getting off of a exit on 169. Three days in a row this has happened.

So I get to work. Get my ass chewed all day long cause stuff isnt in and Im not going to warrenty stuff that folks have went out of there way to destroy. On and on and on. I have a massive headache by 11 am. I really don't blame them for being mad. I can get stuff out of japan faster than a worthless american lazy ass yankee factory. Then folks need quotes. But not a one can supply all the needed info to size and quote one. Want me to guess. This is what out country has been reduced to. People that cant do one **** thing right. Guess,,,, I cant believe it.

So I get out of the office at lunch and go buy some yellow nylon cheap ski rope I need for a project around the house. So while at the lumber yard I park my car and go inside. I turn to look back at my car and see a truck rolling at it. A 3/4 ton GMC rolling backwards across the lot heading for my car. I take off running for my car... I cant move it.... run for the truck. Get the door open,,, but I cant stop it. So I run around back,,,, yelling for help the whole time at the top of my lungs. I grab the bumper and slam my shoulder into the rear fender. The tail light shatters. My shoulder now hurts big time. I get the truck to stop. Then the ****ed drive comes running out and tells me how Im going to pay for the tail light I busted. I droped him right then and there like a sack of tators. The owner of the lumber yard comes out and asked if I needed a ambulance after stoping the ****ed truck from hitting my car. I tell him I will be ok. He told me to go on my way and he would show the carpenter the security video. So I went back to work for more customer idiot humans in my face.

I get off work and make it to 169 on ramp. I get my light and start making my turn. I hear this god awful racket. Its a red hatch back MZ3. Its lowered right down to the ground. I mean so low its bouncing like a fisher price car pull toy. Hes going to run the red light with his fart can a blazing and the subs a thumping. I slam on my brakes. He goes by fliping me off and laughing. I then look up and see the freeway at a beep and creep. A evil grin comes across my face and soul. So I take off after him. Hes stoped and cussing traffic. No idea Im about to ruin his day. He see's me walk across the front of his car. He starts the power window up. I toss the bag of rope I ppurchased at lunch inbetween the window and door as the window goes up. He locks his doors. I yank the wad of rope twords me and bust his window out. Smacked him up side the head with the rope and told him to tie it on the front of his fisher price popper ricer and pull it around like the kids toy it is before somebody kills his worthless ass. Get back in my car and leave.

So now Im back on the road going around Jenks and Glenpool. Just trying to get home. The exploded mangled dead deer is still in the road. I go around it. Ease on down the road at the speed limit or under. Then pass a local cop hiding behind some bushes. Soon as I go by him he hits his lights and gets behind me. Im pilled over by a worthless cop. He takes my lic. and ins. I asked him why i was being harrased. He says there have been complaints of a little purple car hot roding on this road. I tell him that his fat ugly suv driving bitch wife was the one speeding not me. I jump out of my car knowing he has me on radar. And tell him we need to look at his radar spot of the hot roding little purple car. He didnt want me near his car. So I flip out the cell phone, call 911 and request a state trooper to the the area. Tell the local cop I will surrender to him and only speak to a honest member of law enforcement. He gives me my stuff back. I wait on the trooper and file a complaint against the local fuzz.

I made it home without further issues. But Im going to lay off the hypermiling game for a while. Its time to be the problem for a while. The solution has got real old the last few months.....

psy

Psy,

Sorry to read about your day and the drive home.