Coming into work this morning, I go through a traffic light intersection with two lanes going in my direction: once we're through the rather large intersection, the left lane ends after about 100 yards as the road becomes an on-ramp for the highway (65 MPH limit).
I'm in the right lane. The lane that doesn't end. The one with the right of way. Everyone knows this. If you're driving through this intersection at 6:30 AM, you're a local and you know this. The Honda pulls up next to me. The light is still red.
It's a CRV. 140 horsepower of Japanese efficiency, wrapped up in a cheap imitation mini-SUV because they couldn't afford a proper Suburban. :eek I jest.
The light turns green. I get the jump, and I proceed forward through the intersection at my usual mature adult pace. The CRV starts to grow in my left side mirror, and I can hear the mighty inline 4 roaring, so I give it (the Impalabu) a bit more gas. Why should I yield? I have the right of way.
So now we're doing probably 40 or 50, neck and neck it is, because I... well, this is where I fear that I may have been exhibiting a-hold tendencies. Obviously I could have easily smoked them, and as I hear the fevered pitch of the straining little I-wish-I-was-a-real-car next to me, I give it a smidgen more gas to inch in front of the mighty Honda. Their lane is ending, so they have no choice but to fall back, at which point she lays on the horn to give me a meager "meeeeeeeeeeeeep" to display her displeasure with me, my car, my children and anyone I've ever known.
And she stays on the horn, bleeping at me for about a 1/4 mile until she rockets past me at 71 MPH, probably giving me the finger (I don't want to make eye contact) as she falls into the lane, and then has to slam on the brakes because she wasn't paying any attention to how fast traffic was moving.
I found her to be rather amusing, I must confess, with that angry horn that I could barely hear through the window glass. But later I thought, really, should I have done that? Must I be such a pr*ck? Can't I just let these people be, even though 9 times out of 10 if I let them get in front of me, they end up going slower than I'd like? Or should I have just romped down on the throttle and left in her my dust, leaving no doubt that I have a more powerful car and have obvious insecurities about certain body parts?
Road rage is a real thing these days, and with so many people immediately flying off the handle and doing stupid things on the road, I really should be dialing back this kind of behavior.
FWIW, apropos of nothing, I'm not the only one who does this and it's been done to me on the occasional time when I'm in the left lane. Although, when it happens to me, you know I don't lose. :grin
What thinks the community?
I'm in the right lane. The lane that doesn't end. The one with the right of way. Everyone knows this. If you're driving through this intersection at 6:30 AM, you're a local and you know this. The Honda pulls up next to me. The light is still red.
It's a CRV. 140 horsepower of Japanese efficiency, wrapped up in a cheap imitation mini-SUV because they couldn't afford a proper Suburban. :eek I jest.
The light turns green. I get the jump, and I proceed forward through the intersection at my usual mature adult pace. The CRV starts to grow in my left side mirror, and I can hear the mighty inline 4 roaring, so I give it (the Impalabu) a bit more gas. Why should I yield? I have the right of way.
So now we're doing probably 40 or 50, neck and neck it is, because I... well, this is where I fear that I may have been exhibiting a-hold tendencies. Obviously I could have easily smoked them, and as I hear the fevered pitch of the straining little I-wish-I-was-a-real-car next to me, I give it a smidgen more gas to inch in front of the mighty Honda. Their lane is ending, so they have no choice but to fall back, at which point she lays on the horn to give me a meager "meeeeeeeeeeeeep" to display her displeasure with me, my car, my children and anyone I've ever known.
And she stays on the horn, bleeping at me for about a 1/4 mile until she rockets past me at 71 MPH, probably giving me the finger (I don't want to make eye contact) as she falls into the lane, and then has to slam on the brakes because she wasn't paying any attention to how fast traffic was moving.
I found her to be rather amusing, I must confess, with that angry horn that I could barely hear through the window glass. But later I thought, really, should I have done that? Must I be such a pr*ck? Can't I just let these people be, even though 9 times out of 10 if I let them get in front of me, they end up going slower than I'd like? Or should I have just romped down on the throttle and left in her my dust, leaving no doubt that I have a more powerful car and have obvious insecurities about certain body parts?
Road rage is a real thing these days, and with so many people immediately flying off the handle and doing stupid things on the road, I really should be dialing back this kind of behavior.
FWIW, apropos of nothing, I'm not the only one who does this and it's been done to me on the occasional time when I'm in the left lane. Although, when it happens to me, you know I don't lose. :grin
What thinks the community?