I find stoplights and speed limits distasteful.
So, multifaceted reader, remember how I was bitching about Volvo putting a governor on their cars enforcing a maximum speed of 112 mph? So just yesterday I was screaming down the most dangerous freeway in the country, probably somewhere around 95-98 mph, and suddenly a situation arose (which is really the only way situations arise at such speeds). The way I chose to get out of the situation, and the only option that wouldn’t have resulted in a brutal 3+-car collision was to accelerate out of it, which I did, needing to get quickly to speeds around 115 mph (that was the exact speed I saw when I took a very quick look at the meter). Anyway, if I’d been driving a 2021 Volvo, everybody would have been fucked.
And some friends are now driving cars that will not let them crash into anyone else on the road…the fucking car overrides the driver’s commands and brakes or steers or does whatever to avoid any collision. But what if you need to PIT somebody, or just run them off the road? My god.
I may need to retain a car service….some deal where I can sit in the back behind heavily tinted windows dicking around on my phone and ignoring whatever dreadful driving is going on around me.
N.P.: “The Day is My Enemy” – The Prodigy
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