When a runner isn't the only option...

[Ixion]

In Auckland? And you're still alive, amazing!

I always stop if possible for orange lights, but I reckon it's a wonder I'm alive, the number of times some f**kwit has nearly plowed into my rear - not to mention the times I've had to dive out of said f**kwit's way.

Just last night , again. Tootled off the mororway at Mt Wellington, down the ramp, green light at the bottom , oops turned orange just as I come up to it, but I can still stop .Quick mirror check, nothing behind for a good way. So I do. Front chirrups a bit but I stop OK , right on the line . Slip into neutral and promptly hear that horrid screech of some idiot locking his wheels up. Shit oh shit oh shit - and I have to get into gear too.

Fortunately the incompetant idiot *just* stopped short of my rear end.

What really pisses me off is that he must have been *WAY* behind me when I braked. I reckon he saw the orange and accelerated- then realised he had to stop. Grrrr

It utterly pisses me of that people cannot *STOP*. If I can stop on two wheels with a tiny contact patch you bloody well should be abel to in your cage , especially as you must have had at least 50 foot more room than I did. :spudgrr: :spudgrr:

Why the hell cannot poeople learn how to stop .


And what is really annoying is the police attititude, they just arenn't interested (in Auckland , anyway - may be different elsewhere)

[Will]

Com'on, you know that cage drivers are zombies. They don't have to be awake and react to the whole situation that we do. If we don't, it is pain for us; if they don't it is pain for somone else (us).

Now how can we reverse that!

[hondacmx450]

well to day is the 13 and i have had it with cars today i was in my lane my space and my time doing things right and what you know the f#%$er in the bmw beside me moves over on me so i blast the horn and tell him what i think of him and he gives me a ear full (he was on the phone ) then up the road 500 yards or so some cock pulls out and moves right in my lane i hit the picks the back comes up (nice stoppy) then ride up and ask if he is ok he said why and i said cause it is hard to drink solids in a straw cars sux and so do most blind phone yabba dicks thats all have a nice night im going out to watch the boyracers wast there time and gas and hope for a smash

[madboy]

Well while we're having a rant... I think fri 13th should be lucky. I got the relief of the the episode this morning, then once i was on my way back to work I got to blow past 6 cop cars coming up the gorge at 180 without a hint of a chase (well I don't really think the transporter they were on stood a shit show against the 636 anyway but they usually at least try)...

Now yesterday the 12th... for some reason no bastard could indicate properly yesterday. The stunning examples of wannabe prizetakers are:

1. Lanesplitting gently I come up on some twit who thought you indicate once, leave the lane, indicate once more as you straddle the lanes, then turn your indicator off...
2. another couple minutes up the road the plonker who indicates once only, then does a lane change...
3. winner number three was the woman up the gorge... 3 lanes. indicates right, moves from middle to right lane, still indicating. meantime bus she was passing indicates correctly and moves from the middle to the left lane. so now that the middle lane is free (where she has been for a good 20 seconds), and still with her right indicator going, she moves back into the middle lane.

and on the way home... the dumb homey who does a lane change 5 cars ahead of me with absolutely no indication at all. None, nada.

But the winner is... the taxi driver a minute past the homey. No fucking indicator whatsoever. None at all. Hits the picks, two car lengths in front of me (lanesplitting of course) and moves from the right lane to the left. But instead of moving INTO the left lane, he sits a few inches over the centreline so I have a choice between swiping his car, swiping the poor innocent bastard beside me, or slowing down... first time I've ever taking a swing at a wing mirror. Didn't really help my sore wrist. Probably didn't help his night either.

[Pixie]

The "joys" of a guilty conscience.

It's kinda fun spotting Catholics on the road - easy to spot: You're in the midst of a line of vehicles all cruising along at 100kph on the open road, you round a corner, see the cop or camera car parked on the side of the road and suddenly a couple of the cars in front of you plow on the brakes and drive past the cop at 75kph. Obviously those are the Catholics. They're so convinced, at a basic level, that they're guilty of something that the merest hint of authority provokes strange reactions.

(PT alert - before I wake up tied to a stake and surrounded by a bunch of the Devout wielding blazing torches)

So that's the reason.
All the cagers on auckland's motorway are catholic.

[Pixie]

[QUOTE=Ixion] Just last night , again. Tootled off the mororway at Mt Wellington, down the ramp, green light at the bottom , oops turned orange just as I come up to it, but I can still stop .Quick mirror check, nothing behind for a good way. So I do. Front chirrups a bit but I stop OK , right on the line . Slip into neutral and promptly hear that horrid screech of some idiot locking his wheels up. Shit oh shit oh shit - and I have to get into gear too.

Fortunately the incompetant idiot *just* stopped short of my rear end.

What really pisses me off is that he must have been *WAY* behind me when I braked. I reckon he saw the orange and accelerated- then realised he had to stop. Grrrr

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The important thing is:You did not break the law.