LET’S get out on the highway.
I drive a Toyota Corolla, which isn’t a big car by any stretch of the imagination. Yet many times at night, I have oncoming drivers hit their high beams because they think that’s where my lights are.
Sorry, guys. I have the same problem. Even when your lights are on low beam, they look like they’re on high beam.
What’s with these new lights? Some are so bright they almost blind oncoming drivers. Low beam or high beam, they are right up in your eyes.
At first, I thought I was the only person having trouble with these lights, but a number of friends—young and old—are complaining about the same thing.
The problem is magnified when my car comes face-to-face with one of those big old pickups, but even with small vehicles the low beams are right up in my eyes.
Then there are those headlights with a bluish tint. I’m surprised they are legal because when I look in the rear-view mirror it looks like I am being followed by a patrolman. Isn’t there a law against impersonating a police car?
The police will have to deal with that issue, but something needs to be done about these high intensity lights. When oncoming traffic thinks my little Corolla’s headlights are high beam when they are on low, there is a problem.
I love these electronic signs that tell you how fast you’re going.
When I approach one, I like to slow down and see how low I can make that thing register. So far, I have never been able to get the number to fall below 10 mph, but I keep trying.
Of course, I also have the urge to stop, get out and hit a golf ball through the radar beam to gauge its speed. And if I had a catcher, these signs would be great for checking my fastball, as that guy did on “The Rookie.”
You need to use a little imagination when you’re out there on the highway.
Remember a year or two ago the Virginia Department of Transportation started using the tar-and-chip method to resurface roadways instead of putting down a new layer of asphalt? Boy, that cost-saving experiment really lasted a long time.
Gravel was peppering the underside of cars like hail rising up from hell and tar was getting all over paint jobs. Drivers were screaming bloody murder.
I haven’t seen VDOT using that method lately, although they might still be doing it somewhere. Aside from the aforementioned problems, the tar-and-chip method does not smooth out rough spots. Rather it just gives the bumps a new coating.
Oh, well. VDOT tried.
Harley–Davidson came out with some bad news this week. Motorcycle sales are down and the company said that the rest of 2019 might be “challenging.”
The world is changing. Millennials want Vespas and Ubers and they’re not going to spend 30 grand on a Harley until they are old enough to grow a long white beard and get an arm full of tattoos.
Meanwhile, many nursing homes won’t allow baby boomers to ride their bikes down the hall. So, for the immediate future, Harley sales are likely to fall off.
I have always been taught that it is illegal to leave the scene of an accident. So when I came upon a big wreck not long ago, I pulled over to the side of the road.
I wasn’t there 30 seconds before an obviously irritated police officer came over screaming, “Get this car out of here right now!”
“But, sir,” I replied, “it is illegal to leave the scene of an accident!”
When the cop threatened to call a tow truck, I left the scene of that accident.
Was I breaking the law?
Remember, drive with care and buy _______. If you know the missing word, you are really as old as a dinosaur.