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Maryland has a "Vulnerable Road User" which requires 3 feet of space between a vulnerable road user (jogger, cyclist, wheelchair, etc) as well as a "reduced and prudent speed" when passing. Most people are good about this, especially since they increased the severity of the penalty for aggressive drivers around us.
Anyway. . . .
Commuting yesterday, I'm on Route 40, 2 lanes each way with a concrete divider and designated bike lane each way. Some guy with more horsepower than brain cells buzzes me in his used Acura with 68" chrome dub wheels but rust spots poking through the quarter panels. Whatever.
On a sidestreet (twisty/hilly) I'm as close to the fog line as I can be, about 23 mph (speed limit varies between 25-30) and some soccer mom in her Volvo Stupid Useless Vehicle is behind 3 cars behind me laying on her horn. The first three cars wait until it is safe to pss and do so, safely while straddling the double yellow line. Mother of The Year (I'm watching in my mirror) AIMS for me, yes AIMS for me while laying on her horn again. It's been said when you are in a bad situation your life flashes before your eyes. For me, that has never been the case, I just get pissed. So after I made sure I didn't have a brown mouse running around in my shorts and down my leg I looked for her license plate number. I had every single intention of filing a complaint against her, unfortunately, Maryland lets you get these "Chesapeake" license plates that are a pale-medium blue with green characters which are damn near impossible to read.
I hope she got home to find her husband in bed or on the kitchen table with her sister or his secretary. Maybe both.
Anyway. . . .
Commuting yesterday, I'm on Route 40, 2 lanes each way with a concrete divider and designated bike lane each way. Some guy with more horsepower than brain cells buzzes me in his used Acura with 68" chrome dub wheels but rust spots poking through the quarter panels. Whatever.
On a sidestreet (twisty/hilly) I'm as close to the fog line as I can be, about 23 mph (speed limit varies between 25-30) and some soccer mom in her Volvo Stupid Useless Vehicle is behind 3 cars behind me laying on her horn. The first three cars wait until it is safe to pss and do so, safely while straddling the double yellow line. Mother of The Year (I'm watching in my mirror) AIMS for me, yes AIMS for me while laying on her horn again. It's been said when you are in a bad situation your life flashes before your eyes. For me, that has never been the case, I just get pissed. So after I made sure I didn't have a brown mouse running around in my shorts and down my leg I looked for her license plate number. I had every single intention of filing a complaint against her, unfortunately, Maryland lets you get these "Chesapeake" license plates that are a pale-medium blue with green characters which are damn near impossible to read.
I hope she got home to find her husband in bed or on the kitchen table with her sister or his secretary. Maybe both.