[A post of no consequence to get me out of my slump.]
A month or so ago, I had a stretch where I'd be driving, maybe getting passed on my left or on the inner lane of a dual left turn lane, and I'd get honked at.
I'd be all like, "What the hell are you honking at... beeyotch?!" (Do people still say "beeyotch"?)
After it happened the second time in a few days, I finally turned my side view mirror down to see the road markers, and... yep, I was riding the line.
I think it dates back when I learned to drive in my parents Camry sedan (it was an '88; I took it down with me when I moved down, and it lasted until 2002, when the starter ring gear finally went.) I learned to maintain lane position by positioning the spot on the hood just in front of the A-pillar on the lane marker.
This worked fine, until I switched to the Mazda, which has a more tapered hood; indexing on the same spot on the hood doesn't work as well. So I think that's why I've slid over to the left.
Anyway, as bad as that is, it wasn't nearly as bad as coming into work from Tysons this morning, taking the offramp from 28 South onto Frying Pan Road, and seeing a car on the side of the offramp, facing the wrong way.
I can't figure out how, but apparently, this person had managed to drive the wrong way up the offramp, saw incoming traffic, stopped, and was kind of stuck, since a steady stream of traffic kept him (or her) from making a U-turn.
Last I saw (thankfully, in my rear view mirror), the driver was trying to back up to a spot where he (or she) could turn around.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
I've Drifted to the Left Over the Years
Posted by Joelogon at 11/17/2010
Labels: driving, dumb things
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