I am so careful of pedestrians that I annoy other drivers. So good for you. I never use a cell phone in motion. Traffic here is too flippin' quirky. And I know how much in the way of abuse I can take before I get dangerous.
The last SUV I tangled with pulled an obviously illegal maneuver and essentially tried to crunch me. I was in the little car, taking my cat to the vet. My ferocity, as opposed to better judgement maybe, kicked in. I'd already been intimidated and polite three times in three miles. Her paint job was probably more valuable than the whole car, and I was and the cat were firmly strapped in. And an accident would detain her longer than waiting for a legal chance to turn left. This car is necessary, but I am stubborn about road behaviour. The police don't enforce it.
When I take out Leviathan, I'm so careful, I drive as if I were sixty. It's BIG, and I notice the lack of conflict. Yes I can kill SUV's. They recognize this, and I donot want to. Of course, filling her up is not cheap. But I'm much calmer. Just as polite, but driving isn't as scary except for her lack of stopping distance. I'm not used to antilock brakes.
Second: Good Thing we're slowish. I do not wish to be blown up, nor you. Just now I'm worrying about bunnies and parakeets, which I've had experience with. I'm grateful nothing exploded and took out my arm, leg, or hand. They didn't take long and it seemed to soothe them. I just went "eh." With a bit of "What the heck is this about? Okay. You're confused. You're a boarder. Just don't put holes in my trousers or skin". Matter of fact after time.
I want that car. Or another one like it. Good and vented, airy and cool-looking. Not good for rain or winter, but we've got a carport. And tarps. It might even be vaguely gas efficient. I think I'd take out the stinkin' SUV's attention enough to compensate for smallness. Still strapped in, but it looks like it would be sturdy and roll well. Need further data.
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The last SUV I tangled with pulled an obviously illegal maneuver and essentially tried to crunch me. I was in the little car, taking my cat to the vet. My ferocity, as opposed to better judgement maybe, kicked in. I'd already been intimidated and polite three times in three miles. Her paint job was probably more valuable than the whole car, and I was and the cat were firmly strapped in. And an accident would detain her longer than waiting for a legal chance to turn left. This car is necessary, but I am stubborn about road behaviour. The police don't enforce it.
When I take out Leviathan, I'm so careful, I drive as if I were sixty. It's BIG, and I notice the lack of conflict. Yes I can kill SUV's. They recognize this, and I donot want to. Of course, filling her up is not cheap. But I'm much calmer. Just as polite, but driving isn't as scary except for her lack of stopping distance. I'm not used to antilock brakes.
Second: Good Thing we're slowish. I do not wish to be blown up, nor you. Just now I'm worrying about bunnies and parakeets, which I've had experience with. I'm grateful nothing exploded and took out my arm, leg, or hand. They didn't take long and it seemed to soothe them. I just went "eh." With a bit of "What the heck is this about? Okay. You're confused. You're a boarder. Just don't put holes in my trousers or skin". Matter of fact after time.
I want that car. Or another one like it. Good and vented, airy and cool-looking. Not good for rain or winter, but we've got a carport. And tarps. It might even be vaguely gas efficient. I think I'd take out the stinkin' SUV's attention enough to compensate for smallness. Still strapped in, but it looks like it would be sturdy and roll well. Need further data.