Safe Driving

How To Be The Best Driver

How Be The Best Driver

To be the very best Driver on the Road takes one and only thing. Focus on the Other Guy, not yourself and your Skills. That amounts to not Showing off how good you are. Once you have Mastered the Skills of operating the Vehicle, it is not necessary to show your fellow Drivers the Skills you possess. That will come when the other Drivers you are sharing the Road with, screws up, the ones who haven’t reached your level of Consciousness. Knowing that Three Thousand pounds of Steel travelling at a Seventy Miles per Hour, Impacting, parallels with a Stick of Dynamite. Traveling at high speeds in a Congested Area doesn’t prove to anyone how skilled you are. It only tells them that you are a Ticking Time Bomb, Speeding towards Calamities.

Being Vigilant all the Time while you are behind the Wheel, is what it is all about. If you are always putting the Pedal to the Metal you loose Focusing to a great Degree. You are spending way too much time focusing on your Hood and don’t see the Big Picture. US19 is one of the most Dangerous by Design Roadways in Pasco and Pinellas County. Within Seven years of me using this Road there have been a Minimum of One Hundred Fatalities, Pedestrians, Motorcyclists and Cars. Dangerous by Design, twenty five Miles of Road Jam packed with Stores on each side, Stop Lights every half a Mile, six U-Turn Lanes between each Lights, yet it is posted 55-MPH, average speed 65-MPH.

Five years old not a scratch, like it left the Showroom. I have been Driving the same way for fifty years.

The Numerous times I have come up on Accident Scenes and have seen someone on the Pavement covered up, tells me that Being vigilant and focused is the Key to saving lives. Always Hotdoging it behind the wheel is testing Fate, eventually you will find Disaster, worse, you will be the on who created it. Most People do not possess the Coordination of a Wide receiver, nor the Skills of Dale Earnhardt Jr. Yet they run a Three Thousand pounds Vehicle in congested areas at high speeds every time they get behind the wheel, even just to go one mile. The only time I run my Engine is when I am Traveling Hundreds of miles, on open Roads. Doing eighty MPH for four Hours straight, separates foolish Vehicle Operators from Seasoned Motorists.

Traveling eleven Hundred Miles I have less fear of having an Accident, than Traveling Twenty five Miles on US19. Because those same foolish Operators Fly when it comes time to travel eleven Hundred miles. Doing long Hauls I spend little time looking out for the other Guy, I focus on staying alert. Commuters are the most Amazing Drivers, you would think that taking the same Route every Day for Twenty years, would make them the safest and skilled Drivers. Not so, instead of having a pleasant relaxed experience everyday, they have a Nail-biting Hairraising run of the Gauntlet. Twenty years of Driving like that takes years from your Life. Not to mention the Havoc you have created. Looking out for these People every Day for fifty years with no Accidents, gives you Bragging Rights. That is how you stand out not Driving like them and being part of the Problem.

One of my Neighbors killed himself and his two young Sons, his Wife has permanent Scars
The Driver of this Maserati killed himself and his two young Sons, his Wife severely injured.

The Stats speak for Themselves

Tampa may not have as high a number of traffic accidents as some other Florida counties, but it still has its fair share of them.

Here is a closer look at some of the accident statistics from Tampa and the surrounding Hillsborough County in 2018:

Total Number Of Crashes – 29,037

Injuries From All Crashes – 20,114

Fatalities from Crashes – 179

Total Bicycle Crashes – 519

Total Bicycle Fatalities – 10

Total Motorcycle Crashes – 628

Total Motorcycle Fatalities – 29

Total Pedestrian Crashes – 625

Total Pedestrian Fatalities – 54

In Pinellas County there were 28,000 crashes 100 Death’s 4400 injuries. The estimated Economic Cost of crashes, Injuries and Fatalities in Pinellas County for 2015, $1,500,835,100.  I decided to omit my County, Pasco, however I pay an extra $40 Monthly for people who don’t have Insurance. Here is the Overall Stats for the State of Florida.

Florida motor vehicle accidents decreased in 2018 over 2017, but only by a little more than one percent. Statewide, agencies reported there were 397,812 total accidents reported in 2018. This includes 251,970 injuries and 3,004 fatalities. This is an improvement over the previous year. I don’t know how it is in your Neck of the Woods, but you can see that I have no other choice. I focus on who I am sharing the Road with, I cannot afford to Drive like them. Life is too short and Precious for me to throw Caution in the Wind. Finally please do not become one of the Statestics. Drive like your Life depends on your Vigilance, it Does.

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Logic Behind The Wheel

 

Logic Behind The Wheel

The Onboard Computer in my Car receives Signals from different Sensors  throughout the Car. It then calculate and sends me a warning to fix it. The other Day my check Engine Light came on, stressing to some Degree, I had it Diagnosed. The Problem, a broken Solenoid plugged into the Top Cylinder of the Engine. The Camshaft Intake Solenoid, I replaced it after Researching where it was Located. I was never one for Artificial Intelligence, in High School we Discussed Big Brother and watch Si- Fi with Mister Spock talking about Logic. Never did I imagine owning a Car that Talks to me, Diagnosed itself and gives me Text Messages.

With slight adjustments my Car can Drive Itself, it already has On star. Anyway that’s enough of the Shop Talk, even though this is a Driving Blog. That is Plenty enough Technology for me. But what are you going to do with it. Watching a Riderless Horse wins a Race tells me that we Impede ourselves making Judgement Calls when we are Driving local, or Riding long Distance at the Interstate Allowed Speed. Both have cost Lives, that’s why I Drive with Logic behind the Wheel. The first and most Serious lack of Logic is, Traveling side by side at 85 MPH, a Recipe for Disaster. The Roadway is wide open, all you have to do is find yourself a Pocket and it’s smooth sailing. When I Travel eleven Hundred miles that’s how I Drive. Sometimes I go Hundreds of miles without having to use my Brakes.

Ever since Day one of me Driving a Car by myself for the first time. I’ve always asked myself what is it about Staggering the Traffic Flow, that the Mass do not Understand. Wheather it’s City or Interstate, there is always Clutter. Now we have Smart Cars, there should no Accidents, because the Car automatic Breaking System compensate for our bad judgments. It tells us the need for Staggering and to always Focus. It’s Front and Rear Sensors tell you that you are doing something wrong with a Chime. Welcome to Computer Assisted Driving, my Car is smarter Than I am. Without me sitting inside it using what I call Dumb Logic, it could Drive Itself safely indefinitely, with no Accidents. Yet with all this Technology I see Cars far more Equipped than Mine, in Bad Wecks.

Roadside Grave

I am forever Beating my Gums about the Bad Wrecks you Created, using Dumb Logic, Thinking that when you get to the Intersection, if the Light beats you, you are still going to take the Turn. Or for another matter beating the Railroad Crossings. Racing your Engine from one Light to the next is being on a Flight of Fancy. Taking off on a Flight of Fancy behind the Wheel is Stupid. It doesn’t Matter, even if you are my Favorite Racecar Driver, R.I.P.  One O’clock in the Afternoonon on the Van Wyck Expressway, two Brand New Cars blew my Doors off doing Ninety, they were Racing. Two Hundred and fifty Yards in front of me, they both Simultaneously decided to enter my Lane , the middle Lane. They bounced off each other, Rolled several times then Disintegrated, littering the Highway.

At fifty MPH I could not Differentiate the Bodies from the Debree.  This happened Forty years ago. Whenever I think about it, the Vividness is still clear, yet you wonder why I waste my Time writing Blogs about safe Driving? Whatever I say to you doesn’t Resonate anyway, because bad Drivers are like Alcoholics, they don’t think they have a problem. Today we have Smart Cars and Dumb Drivers. In my Hometown  in less than four Years, Thousands have lost their Lives on the Road, including one Hundred Bicyclists and more Pedestrians. Hello! Remember the Riderless Horse. Within the last six months two People went on Flights of Fancies on the Howard Franklin Bridge driving at speed approaching 100, in Rush Hour Traffic. The outcomes, Catastrophic, six months later one Body still haven’t been recoved.

And you still wonder why I Drive like a Jedi in a Meteor Storm. People Drive with everything except Logic, their Emotions, their bad Attitudes and nasty Temperaments rules. Where do you believe that Road Rage comes from. I have never recounted this Story to anyone because I am not proud of my behavior. Once Traveling the Pennsylvania Turnpike going to work. I must have inadvertently made a Trucker mad. He followed me closely trying to Rearend me for Miles. Realizing that my Life was in Danger I began to change Lanes frantically. That didn’t work, Working in Construction there were alwaysTools and Materials all over the Car. I began unloading them onto his Windshield.

Not even a Can of Paint smearing his Windshield deterred him wanting to Rearend me shoving me off the Road. However when I raised a two pounds Hammer he backed off, knowing that my aim was precise, hitting his Windshield with everything that I had thrown. Thank God I didn’t travel with a Gun. Others who weren’t as Resilient as I was have lost thei’r Lives on the PA Turnpike from Diesel Dummies in a Fit of Rage. As did the young Mother who was ran off the Road into a Tree by a Trucker she cut off. Thirty years later I am Driving a Car that is a Technology Wonder, that does 170. If I had it back then, there would be no need for tossing things. Equipped with On Star and it’s own Telephone, all I had to do was call 911. Driving a Truck for many years I didn’t invent the Word Diesel Dummies. That’s what good Truckers call Inept Drivers. Better than fifty percent of the People on our Roadways use dumb Logic or no Logic at all. Because of this I am Driven to Write Blogs about Safe Driving, wheather I want to or not, someone has to carry the Torch. I have seen the Damage done from Mindless operation of a Motor Vehicle far too many times.

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Distracted Driving

 

Backseat Drivers

There is no one more Qualified than myself to be a Backseat Driver. I guess I should call my Safe Driving Blogs ” The Backseat Driver. One reason is that I am always observing my Fellow Drivers on my Daily Commute. Many times they are so bad, all I can hear in my Head is the Song ” I don’t care what you do, I wouldn’t want to be like you. For instance Carpooling with one of my Coworkers. The Fog was so Dense you could not see twenty five feet, yet I looked at the Speedometer and he was doing seventy. After calling him stupid and asking him to pull over and let me out, he then reduced that Idiotic speed. That’s what a Backseat Driver is supposed to do ” call them out”. Years later I found out that the Fog Speedster had three bad Accidents, each time he was thrown through the Windshield.





That is my greatest problem with bad Drivers, they could have many near death experiences. It doesn’t send them a message that there is something wrong with their Driving.

Once I had car trouble so we had to make do with one car. I thank  my Wife for letting me dropping her off at work, then  going on to my Job. I was always late and always leaving early. I also thank my Boss for Appreciating what I did and not  watching the Clock. One Day on one of my early Departures, a Supervisor asked . How come Tony can be late and leave early all the time. If Tony goes so do I . The Project Manager told him , if you leave, you are Fired. He elaborated, if Tony works for me for five Minutes, that’s quality Time. That is more than I get from all of you.



Roadside Grave



All my Life I have always tried to do a Quality Job at whatever I did, including Driving. I once noticed the words written on a Monument, ” Whatever thy Hands touchet do it with all thy might” That’s why I will never stop writing Blogs about Safe Driving. It is too important of an Issue to be Undermined.

I have not posted a Blog on Safe Driving in Months, every time I think that the Subject is covered, I am proven wrong. Knowing how you Drive forces me to Drive like a Jedi in a Meteor Storm. It is a practiced way of Driving, knowing that whatever can go wrong always do. Yesterday going to work I entered the Bridgespan that allows me to Clean out my Fuel Injection System and Combustion Chamber. Twenty yards on the Span I cleared the Congestion, some people do not understand that when the speed Limit say fifty five, it doesn’t mean that we all should do 55. For that matter 70, that’s what causes Clutter.








Staggering Traffic is the Smart way to Drive. Not only spacing yourself front and back but side by side also. I covered the Bridgespan travelling ten miles over the Limit, leaving the clutter behind. At the end of the Bridge there is an ongoing Construction Project for over one year. Commuters using the Bridge daily knows this. I took my foot off the Gas to accommodate the 45mph speed Limit, now all the Daydreamers I left behind was now blowing  my Doors off. They were  doing sixty on the Bridge and now they were in a Construction Zone doing the same speed, tightly packed. I learned my lesson about spending years ago travelling through New Jersey.








I was clocking on this Highway that was under Construction, all of a sudden one of the Workers darted across the Highway. As a result of always Driving like a Jedi I missed him by six feet doing seventy. In my Nightmares I see Body parts littering the Roadway like when I hit a Deer doing the same Speed. That my Friend is, whatever that can go wrong. Driving in North Country at Night you have to be extra vigilant, looking for Deers crossing the Highway.  A Friend of mine who wasn’t being Vigilant ended up with a Deer in his Lap. The Impact pushed him and the Deer into the backseat. When you are behind the Wheel, it should be as comfortable as playing a Video you have Mastered, that’s how I Drive. Never deviate from being Safety Conscious, never Overdrive, you can’t see around Blind Bends. Tailgating does not give you enough room to do evasive manoeuvres.







Condolencing by me saying that Speed Kills, I see the Memorials by the Roadside on my Commute, they weren’t there a Day ago. I call these Markers Roadside Graves, some poor Soul who didn’t make it back Home. Wheather it was their fault or the other Guy it doesn’t matter, they made their last run. My Driving Instructor will forever be my Backseat Driver, he told me to always drive like I am the only one out there that knows what I am doing.

 

This is Rush Hour on Ulmerton Road

 

 

Related

Distracted driving is any activity that diverts attention from driving, including talking or texting on your phone, eating and drinking, talking to people in your vehicle, fiddling with the stereo, entertainment or navigation system — anything that takes your attention away from the task of safe driving.

Texting is the most alarming distraction. Sending or reading a text takes your eyes off the road for 5 seconds. At 55 mph, that’s like driving the length of an entire football field with your eyes closed.

You cannot drive safely unless the task of driving has your full attention. Any non-driving activity you engage in is a potential distraction and increases your risk of crashing.

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Be The Driver

Be the Driver

Every time I think that there is nothing left to be said about careless and recklessness behind the Wheel, you prove me wrong. Stay at Home Rule is in effect, the Roads are less congested by more than fifty percent. Yet this morning I woke up to the News that there was an early morning Fatal Crash in my Area. This brings to mind a Joke I told my Wife when I was teaching her to Drive. I told her that it doesn’t matter what time of Day it is, no matter where you are, Highway,  Rural or City. Always know where you are on the Road, who is in front, beside and behind you. The Joke went like this, I could be in the Desert at three A.M. no one in front of me for five miles and no one behind me for five miles yet I would still have an Accident.

She asked how so, I replied, they would fall from the Sky. No word of lie that’s how it is out there. These Days I go to work at the Courthouse, there is no Traffic on the Road, no Court in Session, yet there are Cars in the Parking Lot. The only Employees allowed to come to work are Clerks collecting Money for Fines. The only People coming there are People whose Fines are past Due. With no Traffic on the Roads People are still killing themselves and others,  by yielding to the temptation of Speeding. These People who are always heavy footed are clueless when it comes to Evasive Maneuvering. For instance your Car ends up on two Wheels, your Passenger side is in the Air, they don’t know that turning your Steering Wheel slightly to the right will set the Car back down on all four. Over compensating will flip it on the Passenger side.

One of my Neighbors killed himself and his two young Sons, his Wife has permanent Scars
The Driver of this Maserati killed himself and his two young Sons, his Wife severely injured.

Yet these same People are always Driving at Breakneck speed. In an earlier Blog I wrote about Harry, he Drove at Breakneck Speed all his Life crashing BMWS and the likes. All his bad crashes were caused by excessive speed, yet he learned nothing. His last and final crash, they had to cut the Car apart to remove his badly mangled Body from the Car. He broke his Neck in two places, his License revoked for all the other crashes that were charged to his recklessness. I am forever amazed by People like Harry blowing off my Doors, in a hurry to Calamity. My Car will be five years old in two months, I change my Oil religiously and frequently add Fuel injector cleaner to my Gasoline. The Car runs better than the Day I drove it of the New Car Lot, in Idle the Tachometer never leave 750 RPM.

One Night around two A.M. all by my Lonesome on the Bayside Bridge, I decided to exercise the Lifters and blow out the Combustion Chamber. I punched it slightly at sixty five, in the bat of an Eye the Speedometer read over 100. With all that Power I am still one of the most Civilized Driver on the Roadways. Traveling from Florida to South Carolina the Speedometer never passed eighty. Yet there were People leaving me in the Dust. The same ones who don’t know how to set the Car back down, avoiding a rollover. I think that it all Boils down to Respect, they don’t respect the Vehicle, it’s Engineering or its Capabilities. Most importantly they don’t respect their Privilege to Drive and their fellow Drivers. Why do you think that there are so many incidents of Road Rage.

It doesn’t matter if it is two A.M. or two P.m. you will always find these same Flighty People on the Roadways creating Havoc. Your Job is to know that they are out there in the Nevada Desert waiting for you at two A.M.  It’s for you to be (The Driver) the one who save Lives, the one who always make it back Home to the ones who love you. What I love most about writing Blogs about bad Drivers is, bad Drivers are like Alcoholics, they don’t like other people telling them about themselves. They resents it to no end. If you think I’m lying, next time you are the Passenger, ask why is he Driving like that. When I was a Teenager, whenever I was driving too fast, my Mother  would always ask me where is the Fire. Those words  always Irked me, Back Seat Drivers I mumbled to myself.

Nonetheless they taught me not to create Anxiety in my Passengers. My Friends call me Repetitious when I remind them of our young and Reckless Days. I do the same to my Readers in hope that one of them comes away with something that will save a Life. So here we go again. It was late Night on a Saturday. Five young Men partying the Night away. The oldest being twenty two, the youngest being me at seventeen. The two older Guys had just acquired Brand New Cars. We were Party hopping, each stop the Drivers had one to three mixed Drinks. After three stops on our way to the last, which almost became our final stop on this Earth. The Drivers decided to Race each other.

This was nothing short of The Young and Reckless, no respect for the Odometer reading one Thousand Miles. Sitting in the Passenger Seat I couldn’t help noticing the Needle teetering 115 MPH. When we got to the Exit Ramp we were going way too fast to negotiate the Ramp. Halfway through the Ramp I was sitting in the Drivers Lap. The Car was on two Wheels, I accidentally touched the steering Wheel to the right, which sat the Car back down. Eyes still glued to the Speedometer reading 90 MPH when it entered the Ramp, Halfway through, it only dropped down to 50. Well it must be true that the Lord looks out for Babies and Fools, otherwise I would not be here writing this Blog. I feel compelled to Reminisce these Tragic events hoping to save a Life. This one is for you Precious, my Friend Precious lost her Life at nineteen years old. The Driver taking her Home from a party was Intoxicated, he hit a Light pole sending her through the Windshield. Speaking out about Reckless People is something that’s been Bottled up in me for fifty years.  Parting words, ” Be the Driver, Be the Responsibile one” there are enough Reckless Drivers out there.

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The Rabbit

 

 

The Rabbit

When I was in my thirties I met a Woman that had as much Spunk as myself. At thirty I played Basketball with Teenagers and walked for miles. This Woman was one Hundred and six years old yet she was spray and Energetic. I asked her what was her secret, in one word she answered, Moderation. From then on I was on my way to living well. Before I met her I was compulsively Excessive in everything I did including Spending. One Night I was Traveling I-74, twelve O’clock at Night on this Desolate Road. The Temptation to pop the Lifters on a Motor with only nine thousand on the Odometer overcame me. So here I was Transmission downshifting at 100 when I passed a Cop sitting in the Dark waiting for me, Radar Gun going off the Megahertz.

The Lifters were already wide open, so punching it took me to 125 in three seconds. That gave me enough time to make it to my Exit before he shifted from park. That is what a twenty one years old Compulsive Excessive does, thinking that he was better than Mario Andretti. When I parked the Car I promised myself that this would never happen again, knowing that if I was Apprehended I would have been Arrested and probably lost my License. Furthermore if I hit a Pothole I would have been Airborne. Very few of us are able to make adjustments in our Destructive Patterns of Living, so in the end it kills us or someone else. The other Day on my thirty five miles Commute at two P.M. in the Afternoon, I noticed this Car working the Traffic aggressively.

At the Stoplight I glanced in the Car to see a Man of my Age looking Smug, as if to saying, I got this. Then the old Adage popped in my Head, “you can’t teach an old Dog new tricks”, especially if he was too stupid to learn when he was young, as I did at twenty one eluding Cops. I fully understand that when you are young you can be Dumb and full of yourself. It has always been my Desire to get better with Age in whatever I did in Life, including Driving. So why is it that everyday I am out here Driving I feel like the One Eyed Man in the Land of the Blind. Eighteen to Eighty they all drive the same, with Reckless Abandon, behind the Wheel they act like a four year old in a Candy Factory, they eat themselves sick with their craving for speed.

One year Statestics for my Geographic Location amounted to thirty seven Million Accidents with Astronomical Fatalities. Those Fatalities include Pedestrians Bicyclists and People on Motorized Wheelchair. I watch the Morning News and every single Day there are numerous Rush Hour Crashes, some with Fatalities. I will forever be citing Albert Einstein’s definition of a Fool, my Interpretation, Driving the same way for twenty five years, each time expecting different Results. It is what it is, your Driving Facilitates thirty seven Million Crashes. Watching Greyhound Racing have thought me that a Dog haven’t been born yet who caught the Rabbit, they are usually lined up chasing the Rabbit. It’s a darn shame that Speedsters never realized til l it’s too late that there has to be a Rabbit.

Going home twelve at Night I am always Clocking minimum of ten miles over the speed Limit. Yet it never fails there is always someone wanting to travel with me or pass me. When that happens I let them be the Rabbit, they shield me from the Radar Gun and I follow five carlengths behind them. It would be Idiotic for me to maintain my speed, that amounts to Racing. Something I never do even tho I can prompt my Car to do 175, with no stress on the Motor. This is what happens when you Mellow with Age. At twenty one if I had a Car that did 175 I probably wouldn’t be here to tell Speed Demons that Speed Kills. A Friend of mine who is Highly Educated, yet he Drove like an Idiot all his Life. He always Drove like he had a Point to prove.

Every time he got behind the Wheel all his Intelligence flew out the Window and up pops the little Macho Devil. Over the years this Guy have Smashed the best Cars made, from BMWs on down. I think a minimum of five bad Wrecks is a conservative number. Yet one bad Accident after another all having to do with excessive speed, didn’t tell him anything, Harry was always the Rabbit. His last Accident was survived only by the Hand of God, broken Neck in two places, broken Spleen, broken Pelvis and leg. They had to Extricate him from the Vehicle the way an Archeologist dig to recover aged Artifacts. The outcome, four years of Therapy, loads of Oxi and a Revoked Licenses.

One of my Neighbors killed himself and his two young Sons, his Wife has permanent Scars
The Driver of this Maserati killed himself and his two young Sons, his Wife severely injured.

When talking about the Accident he never mentioned the other Vehicle or Vehicles involved or whether anyone Died. However Silence have always spoken Loudly in my Book. States are also Negligible for keeping Drivers like that on the Road. Now Harry is a Recluse popping Oxis all Day Long, basically Living to Die. That’s not me, I plan to live out my Life with a Bang. I plan to spend many Hours on the Ocean drinking Beer, catching Fish for my Dinner and writing Blogs. I will not allow people like Harry to disrupt my plans for living it up till my last Breath is drawn. That’s why each Day I am out there with Kamakizi Drivers I Drive like a Jedi Pilot in a Meteor Storm. I hope you Guys understand that I write about whatever that is on my Mind, but I will never stop beating my Gums about the way you Drive. In hope to save just one Life. Incidentally there is a Star on my Drivers License indicating that I am a Safe Driver, what’s on yours?.