[bit107]

For me, besides the bounding tire mentioned at http://www.benzworld.org/forums/r-c107-sl-slc-class/1437257-560sl-vs-coyote.html, it was traveling in my Yukon northward on Florida's Turnpike. Cruising at 70-75 (with the flow of traffic), I spot a growing shape in the rearview mirror, which very quickly passes me by. And I mean quickly. Enough to piss me off and mutter, "Where the hell are the State Troopers?".

About a mile down the road I see the same car, a blue Fiero, whose female driver is gesturing wildly and obviously yelling(!) at the trooper that has pulled her over. Besides enjoying Justice Served, I thought to myself that I would never consider such emoting to those who enforce our state laws. They're humorless and unflappable.

As I continued on, apparently whatever transpired at the previous scene did not inspire the female Fiero driver to obey the posted speed limit signs, because five minutes later she came flying by me again. I've seen some speeders in my day, but this was ludicrous and downright scary to witness.

So I figure that this woman must be someone so important, that she's permitted to drive that fast...or she's just a lunatic who I don't want to meet by accident.

Thankfully, no car is faster than radio. A few minutes later, I see the same blue Fiero pulled over again by another State Trooper. I hoped that he took her license away or at least gave her a/another ticket, because she didn't pass me a third time.

 

[tork'd]

in 1972 driving down PCH with two buddies, we were passed by an old Corvair convertible that was driven by a topless blonde and a pile of manikins with arms and legs everywhere and made jokes for weeks....

 

[ScottinSoCal]

I saw what happens to a Class A (bus type) motorhome when it tries to take a corner too fast. It was basically reduced to a flat steel frame with an engine attached, a lot of aluminum panels scattered over the road, and a few appliances and pieces of furniture. Not a lot of structural integrity in one of those things when it's pushed in any direction but down.

 

[steve58]

I was driving down a 2 lane highway last summer,,following a full size tractor trailer when all of a sudden an Explorer crosses the center line and immediatly slams head-on into the truck!
The Explorer was crushed into a ball junk,, the truck jackknifed and went to the right side ditch and as it bounced back out to the roadway the cab swiped a telephone pole an knocked the cab off of the truck!
I knew the lady in the Explorer,she barely survived and the truck driver had minor injuries. Talk about an unbelievable sight!

 

[nobby]

I was on my way to work down the good old 400 highway, in the middle lane doing 70 mph.
I caught up to a slower vehicle and put my signal on to change lanes. I started to move over with a casual look over my shoulder to check my blind spot when....EEEEEEEYYOOOWWW...
A rice rocket went screaming by me doing, I'm sure, in excess of 120MPH.
On his back wheel.
When the shock of that wore off, I attempted to change lanes again when ANOTHER rice rocket went flying by....again....on the back wheel.
The rest of the journey was uneventful but very uncomfortable.
It's hard sitting in shit for 30 miles.

 

[bandit96]

Once again, the nobster jogs my memory.
Sitting in rush hour traffic on I-480 south of Cleveland (8 lane hwy) creeping along barely making 25mph, I see something out of the corner of my eye in the side mirror - headlight then no headlight. Here comes a guy on a rocket doing probably 85 on the rear wheel IN BETWEEN LANES!!! I have one and will, on occasion, ride it to it's full potential, but that even alarmed me! Just one person deciding to change lanes up ahead and that would be one gory yard sale!

 

[bandit96]

Which brings up another memory, not a good one but I will share it anyway.
On a poker run that we do each year with my brother and two friends on our motorcycles, we start off and head down the first leg of the run. Before we get halfway to our first stop, 20-30 rockets go by us doing 3+ times the speed limit, some on the back wheels, passing on a double yellow with no idea what's coming up the other way. We get to the first stop and they're already there and gone. About halfway to the second stop, we run into a traffic jam. On a Sunday on backroads in north central Ohio this doesn't happen. About a mile up the road we find out why. One of the rocket riders decides to pull wheel going up a small incline in the road. On the other side of the incline was a rather sharp decline. The guy had pulled a wheelie then hit the crest of the hill and went airborn. Came down and immediately lost it, hit a guardrail (the end that is anchored with the telephone pole sized post) and went airborn AGAIN, flew about 45 feet across a culvert and hit (of all things) a headstone in a graveyard!!! Needless to say that even WITH a helmet the kid was toast. Life flight took him out of there but he was already dead. They rescusitated him and kept him alive for the flight but prounounced dead later at the hospital. I didn't ride in the next one (last year) because of that. Still makes me shudder.

 

[Will B]

Just one person deciding to change lanes up ahead and that would be one gory yard sale!

We paramedics used to call those guys "organ donor candidates".

 

[bandit96]

We paramedics used to call those guys "organ donor candidates".

Actually the guy in the second story was.
If that was the case in the first, the only thing of use would be what was left in the helmet.:thumbsup:

 

[ScottinSoCal]

Which brings up another memory, not a good one but I will share it anyway.

Yeah, this is like something that happened 25+ years ago, and is why I still have damned little sympathy for bike (bicycle) riders.

There's a road headed north out of the little town where I grew up. It's a two lane road, full of twists, turns, dips and rises. You're lucky if you can see 1/4 mile ahead, at any given point. Of course the posted speed limit is 60, and people usually go 70. So I'm headed up this road, going to a BBQ joint a few miles out of town. I reach the crest of a hill, and immediately on the other side is shoulder-to-shoulder bicyclists. They're riding even with each other, and completely plugging the road. I slammed on the brakes - back before ABS - laid rubber coming to an emergency stop and just miss them. One of them turns around and flips me off. Not just asshole. Stupid fucking asshole. Eventually they move to one side, and I pass them.

On the way back from the restaurant, there's a police car directing traffic down one lane of the road, to leave room for the ambulance that's scraping one of the cyclists off the road. And I know this is a cruel, heartless way to feel, but I still feel it.

Evolution in action.

 

[abiby]

Yeah, this is like something that happened 25+ years ago, and is why I still have damned little sympathy for bike (bicycle) riders.

There's a road headed north out of the little town where I grew up. It's a two lane road, full of twists, turns, dips and rises. You're lucky if you can see 1/4 mile ahead, at any given point. Of course the posted speed limit is 60, and people usually go 70. So I'm headed up this road, going to a BBQ joint a few miles out of town. I reach the crest of a hill, and immediately on the other side is shoulder-to-shoulder bicyclists. They're riding even with each other, and completely plugging the road. I slammed on the brakes - back before ABS - laid rubber coming to an emergency stop and just miss them. One of them turns around and flips me off. Not just asshole. Stupid fucking asshole. Eventually they move to one side, and I pass them.

On the way back from the restaurant, there's a police car directing traffic down one lane of the road, to leave room for the ambulance that's scraping one of the cyclists off the road. And I know this is a cruel, heartless way to feel, but I still feel it.

Evolution in action.

Sadly, that's the only sure cure for stupid.

 

[nobby]

Thinning the herd.

 

[daryn]

A couple weeks ago I had a turd in a raised tacoma fly by my at a stop light through the emergency lane, but he did catch the green light, people like that deserve to die, then you hear a sob story on the news about an idiot lost control and died, oh well, losing control isn't a fluke, you have to work at it.

The worst is when I drive my motorcycle and have an asshole in a car try to show me they know how to drive, the only reason I can weave through traffic going 50mph is because my bike is under 3ft across, don't try and keep up with me in a car!

 

[bit107]

Hey! Keep it Weird, not gory. :crybaby2:

 

[nobby]

Hey! Keep it Weird, not gory. :crybaby2:

Should have put that in your thread starter.

 

[abiby]

Hey! Keep it Weird, not gory.

OK, Once I looked in the rearview mirror and... ugh, there I was. :crybaby2:

 

[ScottinSoCal]

OK, Once I looked in the rearview mirror and... ugh, there I was. :crybaby2:

Is that weird, or gory?

 

[abiby]

Is that weird, or gory?

It depends on whether it was before or after I mouthed off to the wife.