I think that's where most of my tire wear comes from , lol. Turning hard in an engine-off glide. Also , almost-unavoidable braking in expressway traffic.
I just replaced the front rotors on my FEH this past weekend. Only 50,000 miles on them. My pads still looked like new though. I failed safety inspection because my rotors were rusted and pitted. I guess I rely on regenerative braking a bit too much, LOL. Even the inspector said new rotors, but there was no sense in replacing the pads.
One of my first cars was a diesel Rabbit, which I got used, and I was surprised when I got the pads changed at 120K to find they were the originals. But with 24:1 compression that car had real good engine braking. Car had a whopping 52 HP IIRC.
You know you're a hypermiler, when you see the familiar school bus coming up behind you & the kids shout, "Oh, no! We'll never get home!".
Once, the Mount Vernon, Washington I-5 freeway was out of commission because a semi-truck/trailer destroyed one of the river bridges. ALL I-5 traffic (including Seattle-Vancouver traffic) had to go via backroads. I desperately checked Google Earth, looking for a way around the tragic traffic mess. I noted one back route (I had been on before) did NOT have a stop sign at a crossroads like it used to, but a new "round-about". I said to myself, that's the route I need to take...... & it was! Altho slower than the broken normal freeway speeds, it was a continuous flow, till only the last 50 yards before the "round-about". Once the I-5 bridge was repaired, the "round-about" route became one of my favorite scenic travel routes.... also, because it gives excellent MPG!!!
You're a hypermiler if no one is ever ahead of you (fast bicyclists do count, passing vehicles don't count).
I have, and while I wanted a bumper sticker that said "You just got passed...by a Prius", I decided it would be like painting a bullseye on the back of the car.
If I was the kind of guy who would put a bumper sticker on my car , it would read: PLEASE feel free to go around me. Jeez !
I passed someone yesterday on a country road. Looking in the review mirror, I saw that they were turning into their driveway.
Found myself on a two lane road. It had a speed limit of 65MPH.... oh, my! Drivers were passing me, even tho I was going 65MPH. With drivers stacking up behind me, I tried to help by going 70MPH. I knew I was a hypermiler, when I got confused thinking 70MPH was higher than 80MPH. Maybe it was the first sign of ahlzheimers.
Badly neglected thread here: You know you’re a hyper miler when, Returning home from work, a snow storm causes traffic to backup terribly & it takes you 5 hours to get home. You say to yourself, “Oh, I’m right on time!”
Long ago, my cousin had a '36 Chevy with a bumper on the rear that said "Don't honk! I'm pedalling has hard as I can."
