So, the fine state troopers of Tennessee issued me some fan mail a month or so ago — $191.00 worth of fan mail, as a matter of fact. Of course, for the rest of that trip, I slowed down and tried not to lose my mind.
The speed limit for Pete’s sake!
But then it got me thinking, and so a couple of weeks ago, I used my radar-assisted cruise control and decided to go the speed limit no matter what happened. I learned a couple of things and made some interesting observations.
I realized that I wasn’t saving much time by speeding the 21 miles to and from the studio. There just isn’t enough highway time to make a difference. It did vary from day to day, but that was due to lights and traffic on surface roads at either end of my commute.
My former self and I do mean it, looks like an idiot. Wow, I really used to do that, swerving in and out, getting pissed at people for driving the speed limit? I used to say, “Don’t these people have anything better to do? Don’t they have somewhere they are going?”
I noticed that LeBron James is losing his mind. I actually had time to listen to the news, and as reported by CNN, LeBron is buying a pickleball team. Right? Kevin Love and Draymond Green are going in with him.
What makes this even sillier is that it is an expansion team. It isn’t an OG! One thing I am certain of is that LeBron did not need two partners to share the cost of this team. It can’t be more than a couple of hundred bucks, right? He needed them to share the shame and ridicule. To think I welcomed him back to Cleveland, pickleball team…
I also noticed that this news did not make me as intense as it previously would have when driving. I am a more calm and safe driver than my former self. I witness several near-misses every day. It’s scary stuff when you sit back and watch the madness. Why do people think screaming down the road at 90 miles an hour, five feet from the back of another vehicle is safe, I will never understand.
I am even more firmly in the camp against speed limiters for trucks. That’s right. This experiment, and now permanent driving manner, has made me a believer that speed limiters are as bad as the opponents say they are.
You see, one of the other things I realized during my change in driving habits is that you absolutely can not drive the speed limit all the time. It isn’t even safe to do so. There are at least a couple of times on each commute that I still have to disengage and increase speed to maintain safety: either being able to change lanes for a roadside vehicle or passing a vehicle that is not designed to maintain a solid pace up a steep grade. The most dangerous obstacle out there, and the one I need to be able to have alternative speeds to avoid, is my former self.
Truckers, come on now, a four-wheeler idiot is an obstacle you need options to avoid. And, let me tell you something: the news reported in Modern Shipper about the future of autonomous drones is not going to help matters.
Imagine two tons of lattes flying through the air at 200 miles per hour controlled by some kid with a joystick in his basement. Not only safe but necessary!
Oh, and the dangers of speed differentials and weight of the vehicles is a real thing. But, limiters will make it worse. Trucks will ultimately increase speed on other roads not impacted by their limiters. Going 65 mph in a 35 mph zone with 45,000 pounds of steel strapped to your back is gonna leave a mark.
The only thing worse than stupidity is aggressive stupidity.
Peace and love.