Zach LarkinsSPOILED
I am spoiled. Just ask my wife, she'll tell you. But that's a different story.
I had to go out of town the other day and wouldn't you know it? The weatherman was right for once. It was a cold, overcast, rainy day. Not enough rain to make turning your wipers on justifiable, just enough to keep them on slow to medium speed and make you waste about 18 gallons of windshield washer fluid. Just enough to make the roads greasy enough that you couldn't use cruise control. And that's how I found out just how spoiled I am.
Cruise control was invented for guys like me. Whenever I'm looking at a major trip down the ‘pike, I put it on just 10 klicks over the posted limit. It keeps me in traffic and isn't fast enough to have the cops pay any attention to me. With the dismal weather, though, I couldn't use it.
I knew one fellow who thought cruise was meant for rainy roads or snow or ice covered highways. I never travelled long distances with him after that. I thought he was certifiable.
Anyway, I had to revert to the old method of driving, that is actually having your foot on the accelerator. This doesn't work for me anymore. Highway 401 is a hell of a big bore to drive and it doesn't take long to get complacent. So I got myself complacent and before I knew it I was doing 130. The speed limit is 100 and the cops don't like anyone going that fast especially in inclement weather. But, let me say here and now, this was not all my fault.
I wear heavier shoes when I drive than I do when I'm lounging around the house and I think a lot of the speed came from the simple fact that a heavier shoe is going to put more weight on the gas and thus result in higher speeds. I have no trouble going fast all on my own when I'm on an interesting road and really into driving it, but this was not the case here. I clued in when I realized I was passing trucks, cars, construction sites and other nuisances a bit more quickly than normal.
I constantly had to watch my speed and take my foot off the gas before I got pulled over and they ripped up my licence. My wife was no help as she likes going fast as much as I do, so I was left to fend for myself. By the time we got to where we were going, the rain had stopped and all I had to show for it was a leg cramp from moving my foot on and off the gas pedal.
I'd love to drive a Ferrari down one of those Nevada highways that are so straight and just go on for miles. Put ‘er to the floor and let's see what this baby will do! But, even if it was a longer drive, this trip was just really a longer commute and there's no reason to speed like that. That's why I need cruise control. To help keep me out of jail.
Next time, I'll wait for better weather before venturing out.
I had to go out of town the other day and wouldn't you know it? The weatherman was right for once. It was a cold, overcast, rainy day. Not enough rain to make turning your wipers on justifiable, just enough to keep them on slow to medium speed and make you waste about 18 gallons of windshield washer fluid. Just enough to make the roads greasy enough that you couldn't use cruise control. And that's how I found out just how spoiled I am.
Cruise control was invented for guys like me. Whenever I'm looking at a major trip down the ‘pike, I put it on just 10 klicks over the posted limit. It keeps me in traffic and isn't fast enough to have the cops pay any attention to me. With the dismal weather, though, I couldn't use it.
I knew one fellow who thought cruise was meant for rainy roads or snow or ice covered highways. I never travelled long distances with him after that. I thought he was certifiable.
Anyway, I had to revert to the old method of driving, that is actually having your foot on the accelerator. This doesn't work for me anymore. Highway 401 is a hell of a big bore to drive and it doesn't take long to get complacent. So I got myself complacent and before I knew it I was doing 130. The speed limit is 100 and the cops don't like anyone going that fast especially in inclement weather. But, let me say here and now, this was not all my fault.
I wear heavier shoes when I drive than I do when I'm lounging around the house and I think a lot of the speed came from the simple fact that a heavier shoe is going to put more weight on the gas and thus result in higher speeds. I have no trouble going fast all on my own when I'm on an interesting road and really into driving it, but this was not the case here. I clued in when I realized I was passing trucks, cars, construction sites and other nuisances a bit more quickly than normal.
I constantly had to watch my speed and take my foot off the gas before I got pulled over and they ripped up my licence. My wife was no help as she likes going fast as much as I do, so I was left to fend for myself. By the time we got to where we were going, the rain had stopped and all I had to show for it was a leg cramp from moving my foot on and off the gas pedal.
I'd love to drive a Ferrari down one of those Nevada highways that are so straight and just go on for miles. Put ‘er to the floor and let's see what this baby will do! But, even if it was a longer drive, this trip was just really a longer commute and there's no reason to speed like that. That's why I need cruise control. To help keep me out of jail.
Next time, I'll wait for better weather before venturing out.
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