A few things I have seen:
(1) Guy reading the morning paper while driving down a highway exit ramp on 280 in northern cal.
(2) A Ford F150 filled with a couple of punks who were mooning people while driving down the main drag in town
(3) A cop weaving from lane to lane like a guy who had just had 10000 beers. Later saw he was just trying to get traffic behind him on 280 to stop so he could get out of his car and pick up some metal ladders and other debris that was on the roadway
Something mom my saw when she was a kid:
A blind guy driving a truck by taking second-by-second instructions from his wife.
(he was an old, harmless guy in her neighborhood who went blind and couldn't drive anymore but he was the only one who drove. His wife didn't get her licence. Because he was a decent fellow and never hurt anyone the local cops left him alone)
Maybe it doesn't count as actually DRIVING, but I was pumping gas and a pickup truck pulled up with a full landscape crew in it. This was in the morning, and they were all going inside and getting coffee and stocking their coolers for the day.
This as a half-ton Chevrolet, not a four-door truck mind you but a typical extended cab truck... the kind that has a small jump seat behind the main seats.
I counted, and SIXTEEN of them got in that truck. About six of those were in the bed. I thought only clowns in the circus could pull that off.
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-Marty Martin, Georgia MX promoter. R.I.P.
Those that pass you on the highway going 80 MPH to get some where faster, then they are stuck in a traffic jam in front of you. They did not get any further then you did, only faster, see that most of the time coming home from work.
I had my windows down, and pulled up next to a guy who had his music blaring. I looked over at him, and saw him lip-syncing to the music... only it wasn't the music I was hearing, it was him. The guy was singing louder than I've ever heard anybody sing before.
Friday morning I'm sitting in the right lane of a double left turn lane, the light is red for a left turn. I'm watching traffic come thru the intersection and a car comes up in the left lane and stops... briefly She turns left on the red on a break in the traffic flow. I thought here's some one with special dispensation, I have to meet her.
I watched her movement with one eye, the other was on the light. When it turned green for me to turn I followed her back to the Acme parking lot. She had just crossed to the store sidewalk as I got there. I hailed her out the passenger window and she trotted over to the truck. I asked her if she was aware that she just ran a red light. Giggling she replied that yes she knew it was red. I then asked her why she did it. She said, still laughing that she was in a hurry.
In a hurry? I said. That would make a great defense in court if a cop would have seen her do it. The giggling was abating and a serious look came across her face. I asked her if she realized that her actions not only jeopardized her well being, but mine and anyone else on the road at that time. She got all serious looking and said No, I didn't think of that. I told her I did and didn't really appreciate someone else needlessly risking my life. I thought this woman was about ready to break in to tears right there ans she said "I'm sorry." I told her I forgave her and asked her to think of the consequence's of what she wants to do before she does them. My children were out there and I wanted them to come home safely tonight, and from the looks of the mother's ring on her hand I bet she had a couple of kids out there too. That was the clincher... she broke down and tears were streaming down her cheeks as she told me that I was so right and she wouldn't do it again.
Gas used ~ $0.10
Time spent ~ 2 minutes
Reaction ~ PRICELESS
Getting pulled over for speeding while typing an email on a blackberry even with a radar detector because the music was turned up too loud to hear. Oh wait, that was me
You're just trying to start an argument to show how smart you are.
Hate to say it , but, good for you. You deserve every cent of the fine that is thrown at you. read Stacey's post from above. You will get where I am coming from. How old are you? I can bet you are under 25. Stuff like what you were doing has NO place on the road. Speeding AND texting out a message on a blackberry is something I would expect from a high schooler. Jesus man, grow up.
Watched a woman sail through a red light with no hands on the steering wheel. Her hands where occupied holding the ends of the dental floss as she busily flossed her teeth while looking in the vanity mirror on her visor.
Passed a woman this morning smoking a cigarette and using the hand with the cigarette in it to finger comb her hair! I would hate to smell that mop! At least she had one hand on the wheel.
Last week I was just about side swiped by some jake leg in a Toyota sedan. He was mainly driving in the middle lane of the tollway, with brief excursions into the inner and outer lanes. He was probably never aware of his mindless wandering though, due to the fact that he was going through some file folders with one hand. He was using the other hand to hold the wheel and the folders.
I so wish America was like other countries and you got ticketed for doing anything other than driving while at the wheel.
I heard the story of how my g-pa always insisted on driving, no matter what the circumstances. Even when he came home from his cataract surgery. He had my grandmother direct him step by step, but I'll be damned if he let her drive.
Texting and driving.....wasn't that the one that killed Syndey while he was on his bike or was that the one who killed the lady in Portland on her bike?
When I was in UK and riding with my friend Keith while he was driving. I was really impressed by their laws.....I was nearly blown away that when his phone rang he didn't/wouldn't answer it for fear of repercussions.
5 O clock rush hour and a guy in an old chevy pickup with camper, on the entrance ramp talking on a cell phone, trying to turn on his blinker while having his left arm hooked through the steering wheel eating a burger. By far my #1 so far.
Gotta love Dallas drivers.
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Going through Ft. Worth last October I followed a guy on a motorcycle that was riding down I-35 on the top of the gas tank with his feet out over the front fender. If he'd had slow down, stop, or avoid anything he'd have been toast.
In our facility that I used to work at, we had to occasionally do "van runs". We made navigational boxes for airplanes and often tested them by mounting a company van, talking to it with laptop and going out on a "van run".
Well, we had some techs that worked in the lab drive the van. One of the drivers was a young guy who was your typical 22 years old, fresh out of the Army, wannabe Rambo type.
Well, he often would drive us (usually a few of us engineers on a van run) around for our test and we would see him talking to wife on cell phone (cradled in his shoulder), one hand eating a burger, other hand fiddling with some other gadget of his, drink in front (cradled in crotch) while "driving" the van.
The inevitable did happen one day....he got in an accident and the engineer who was in the van ended up with a broken arm. He ended up with "whiplash" that he milked for months until finally getting fired for taking just too much time off.
A guy driving a SUV on I-95 doing 70+ mph with his right leg propped up on the dash..
I saw a woman eating what looked like a salad with a fork on the highway just this week.
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