As I write this it is a very rainy day and this would be a particularly good day for a rant. It is about driving along at the nominated speed of 110 kph and a truck is right up your fundamental and then passes you which then manages to throw up huge amounts of water onto your windscreen and you cannot see a thing.
I am not one who is inclined to blasphemy but on this occasion the words just seem to flow as I see yet the same truck move along the freeway to do it to another vehicle up front.
My partner who professes to be a good driver of some 40 years also falls into the category of driving far too close to the vehicle in front and, as I am in the “Navigator” position in the front seat, I continually press my foot on the imaginary brake and in mind releases the imaginary accelerator to enable what the good book says to be a car’s length behind for every 10kms of travelling speed. While ranting, I ask if he had to stop suddenly, ‘then where would he be?’ and there is no question that he would be up the backside of the driver in front. This is how many accidents happen other than if there is a woman driver who happens to be putting on her lipstick or checking her profile in the mirror on the sun visor and, bingo, there is a very quick bingle to be had.
I do hope this rant may be read by those who may cause my rant and, in fact if they take note, may even save a life – theirs or the life of someone else.