Whenever I go down south, I am reminded what an asshole I am, because everyone down there is so nice. Whether at the checkout in a store, in a restaurant, the gas station, or especially driving, southern folks are very courteous, and it is infectious. In very short order, I go from being annoyed by everyone around me, to being friendly right back. Within a few days of being back in the PSRK, I am back to being an asshole. That said, there are a couple of driving issues that never seem to go away. Both of the next couple of videos took place on the same outing this afternoon.
I was at the light at the end of the RT. 6 off ramp onto RT. 32 in Willimantic where this took place. A douche bag runs a red light several seconds after it changed. Had there been an accident, I would have been more than happy to provide my video to law enforcement and have that jerk prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.
When I took drivers education in 1978, I was taught how to properly enter the highway. The purpose of an entrance ramp was to use the length to accelerate to speed, and by the time you got to the merge with traffic, your speed matched the traffic speed and you easily slid in to an opening. I don't know how many times I get behind these morons that do 30 MPH the entire length of the entrance ramp, and wait until the last second to hit the gas. This guy was all over the road while poking along. I looked way down the eastbound lane and saw it was all clear before I made my move.
My full size V-8 powered pickup has plenty of power to get by such an idiot. Since I had a street bike and rode it for seven seasons, I learned the axiom that sometimes you can get out of situations using the throttle instead of the brake. I drive that way to this day no matter what I am driving, and that is also true when driving in 4WD. You use a little bit of accelerator so the front wheels pull you the direction your wheels are turned.