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Every Picture Tells a Story

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Bad Drivers are like Alcoholics, they are obviously to the Problem, until it’s too Late. Sometimes they are one and the same. Roadside Graves are a Stark reminder for me that they are out there, that I should always be on the lookout. Never give them the benefit of the Doubt, always expect them to do the wrong things all the time and you will live Longer.

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Every Picture Tells a Story

Bad Drivers are like Alcoholics, they are obviously to the Problem, until it’s too Late. Sometimes they are one and the same. Roadside Graves are a Stark reminder for me that they are out there, that I should always be on the lookout. Never give them the benefit of the Doubt, always expect them to do the wrong things all the time and you will live Longer. Eleven P.M. on a weekday Night, I approached the Intersection, the Light was Red. I am in the Left Lane , there were two Cars to my right. The Light turned Green, I didn’t make it to the other side of Intersection , not even ten feet before the Car to my Right cut me off abruptly to be in my Lane. There were no one in front of us, it was open Road. In my Neck of the Woods bad Driving is an Epidemic someone loose their Lives Daily.

During that same Week I came upon an Accident Scene the Place was Littered with Police Vehicles and First Responders. As I came Parallel to the Ambulance that was in no hurry to Leave I saw a Mangled Bicycle. Within this quarter Mile Strech within two years ten People have lost their Lives, Pedestrians including. The Roadside Graves mean nothing to these Overzealous Maniacs. I Drove in NY and Pennsylvania for fifty Years, moved to the Tampa Area five Years ago. Since then there have been over two Million reported Accidents in this small area. The Death Scenes are Astronomical, so are the Injuries. The Attorneys specialize in Auto Accidents and Grow Fat. Thanks to the Mindless operations of the Automobile. Everyone thinks they are Cute, eighteen to eighty.

Worse of all they have an Attitude. Every time I think that I am going to stop writing about Safe Driving, because like Alcoholics don’t think that they have a Problem,  Bad Drivers don’t think there is a Problem with their Driving. Everyday I encounter another Bobblehead thinking that they are cool, I see Mercedes Benz Trashed and an Army of First Responders. The Pictures are Haunting, all within a twenty Miles Radius of Pinellas and Pasco Counties. When I moved to Pasco County my Insurance Jumped. There is a Star on my Drivers License, indicating that I am a Safe Driver. Yet I am paying more to Live in Pasco because of its Accident History. That doesn’t ring a Bell to the People I share the Road with Everyday. Everyday I make the fifty Miles Roundtrip and back my Car into my Driveway, I give God Thanks for surving one more Day.

I consider Driving more important than my Job. I can always get another Job, not the same with Life, or living the rest of it a Crippled with Hidious Scars. The Thought of killing someone with my Car Nauseates me and keeps me Focused and Adept. So whenever I consider to stop writing Blogs about Safe Driving I become Resolute to be the Vanguard warning young Drivers not to Drive like their Parents, they do not have a Handle on this Driving Business and their Attitudes are far to Gregarious to Emulate. They say there is a Fool Born Everyday, please don’t Join the Ranks, be Different. The Bible says ” a Child shall show them the Way” be that Child. Everyday should be a Learning Experience, Eyes wide open and you still don’t see.

From Day one I got behind the Wheel without a Driving Instructor sitting next to me, it’s been Lights Action Camera. I have been on this Nightmare Stage for over fifty years, sad part is the other Players don’t get any Better. They perform in an Oblivious manner until someone and their Bicycle is Wedged in their Wheelwell. Every Picture Tells a Story don’t it. I think that if someone was Negligent to cause their own Death I would surrender my Licence. My Coworker was a bad Driver, always Speeding with a point to prove. When he scattered a Pedestrian Brains over Queens Boulevard, he continued Driving as he had always done, it was her fault for Crossing in the middle of the Block he Thought. The Driver who Killed the Infant in a Stroller and Mangled his Brother and Mother thought the same. It appears that I am the only one who watches the News in Tampa, they are all an Accident waiting to happen, just like a Junkie or an Alcoholic, they don’t see the Imminent Danger, they all Drive like  Racecar Drivers on our Congested Roads, and so another poor soul will not make it home to their Loved ones. All because of your lack of Thoughtfulness and bad Judgement. I know that my Safe Driving Blogs are Graphic and my Words aren’t Sugar Coated, welcome to Reality Blog. I am not doing this for Likes and Pleasant Comments, I am here to stir Awareness to Bad Drivers in hope to change just one and save just one Life. Baby I am a Rider, doing it for fifty Years.

This is Rush Hour on Ulmerton Road
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Holding Sway

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Holding Sway

The Term means to have great power or influence over a particular person, place, or domain.

Similar:

hold power

wield power

exercise power

rule

be most powerful

be in power

be in control

predominate

have the ascendancy

have the greatest influence

have the upper hand

have the edge

have/hold the whip hand

Ever since I started to Blog about safe Driving, an Insatiable question nagged me every Day on my Commute. Why do People Drive the way they do. Why are they so Power Happy, who are they impressing. Speed is the number one Killer, topping Highway Fatalities. Yet one month ago Travelling Florida to South Carolina, People were Blowing my Doors off. Not only were they Clocking One Hundred, they were Traveling insanely, in Packs and cutting each other off. I also saw two Muscle Cars Racing.

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Holding Sway

Holding Sway

The Term means to have great power or influence over a particular person, place, or domain.

Similar:

hold power

wield power

exercise power

rule

be most powerful

be in power

be in control

predominate

have the ascendancy

have the greatest influence

have the upper hand

have the edge

have/hold the whip hand

Ever since I started to Blog about safe Driving, an Insatiable question nagged me every Day on my Commute. Why do People Drive the way they do. Why are they so Power Happy, who are they impressing. Speed is the number one Killer, topping Highway Fatalities. Yet one month ago Travelling Florida to South Carolina, People were Blowing my Doors off. Not only were they Clocking One Hundred, they were Traveling insanely, in Packs and cutting each other off. I also saw two Muscle Cars Racing in Heavy Traffic. I always travel ten miles over the Speed Limits to avoid Clustering, so why was I the Slow Poke

When you Drive in a an overzealous manner, Overconfident or Machismo You think you are in Sway. For whatever reason you think that your presence should be acknowledged, is beyond me. That should not be the way we Drive, the only way you are in Sway is if you practice all the safety Measures. Most importantly spacing yourself properly, if you must do a hundred, when approaching other Vehicles slow down. Being in a Bad Wreck has lasting effects on your Life. late one  Autumn Night while travelling the Long Island expressway. The Rain turned to Sleet then to Ice. I was spaced ten car lengths. However an Over zealous Moron crossed four Lanes to park his wonderful Jag in front of me, then took his Foot off the Gas, on an Ice slick pavement. The outcome was Devastating, with the touch of a Feather I guided the Steering Wheel to the left, from the far right Lane. On that surface I could not apply any Brakes, so I veered to the middle Lane. I sideswiped four Cars, ripped up twenty five feet of Guardrail, bursting through the Guardrail and nailed by the first Car traveling in the Speed Lane, Everyone Lived.  thank God the Guardrail didn’t Sheer the Car and me in half. Fifty years later I still have Flashbacks Driving on Slick Pavements.

I was only nineteen Driving Taxi, I am here to tell you it can all be gone in a Nano Second, that was my only Wreck. If I never express to any other Driver, Bad Wrecks are Stomach Ugly, sometimes they leave Orphans. I have seen the Head of the Driver whose car became Embedded under a Tractor Trailer rolling down the Highway. Those of you who read my Safe Driving Blogs, knows that I am using fifty years of Driving with one Wreck as the Basis of Experience. Covering Millions of Miles including Commercial Driving. Driving my own Vehicle I Ran twenty four Hours straight( I highly Dissuade you travel like that) Over the years I Have made it my business to be the very best I can be behind the wheel. My life depends on my good Judgement.

When I decided to start Blogging about safe Driving, the inspiration came upon me while watching my Coworkers park Million Dollar Vehicles. I moved to Florida hoping to make a connection with a Subsidiary, that led me to Parking Rolls Royces, Maseratis and the likes. I Drive my Porsonal Vehicles demandingly with care  ❤ and Respect, and that is the Word “Respect”. My Car is so Technology Equipped I wish I could live in it. Why Would I go out and beat it and put it in Harms way. When it comes to Driving other People’s Vehicles I Drive them with the utmost of care and consciousness. It was Valet Parking that gave me the Idea to start Blogging about safe Driving. I had customers who would let no one else park their Car except me, one tip exceeded sixty Dollars.

Watching my Coworkers taking great Risks with two Hundred and fifty thousand Dollars Vehicles, made me realize how many bad Drivers there were out there. Javier is not going to Sue me for mentioning his Name, even though his Dad is a lawyer, but he influenced me Writing about Bad Drivers. One Day he cruised up Stealthily to the entrance of our Garage, then he blew the Lifters off the Engine  on a Quater Million Dollar Car covering a fifty yards Ramp with a turn awaiting. Zero to sixty under seven seconds. If there were any Mishaps, he would have been flying from the second floor, then bursting in Flames. He wasn’t the only one who mistreated these fine Cars, some backed up so fast their rear Bumpers found the Wall. They were all good Drivers with one problem, over confidence (Holding Sway).

It was then that I realized how Dangerous our Roadways are. If they drove expensive cars like that in a parking Garage how did they drive on an open Road or in rush hour. Then I asked myself what about the Guy in his thirty years old vehicle that have never made it to a service Bay, who is also filled with overconfidence and the need to have Sway!. Then there are those with minimal skills and lack of conference behind the Wheel . If you are a mediocre Driver with minimal skills, you should not be out there running with the big Dogs. You should recognize your limitations and drive as safely as possible. The bad thing is everyone one thinks they are as good as Javier, they are all Lead Footed, the Gas Pedal is always burried with no Evasive Skills.

The most Important Evasive Skills I have Learned over the years are if your Vehicle finds itself on two wheels you need to turn your steering Wheel towards the upended side gently, if your Rear end skids right you turn right gently, if you come around a Bend into a Wall of Parked Vehicles, take your Car off the Road, the Shoulder is an out. My latest Road Trip from Florida to South Carolina was typical of what I just Said, people with minimal skills doing 80, 90 and even 100, running up on a Wall of Traffic. It’s a shame that people do not know their Limitations, or the Vehicle’s Limitations, until they are off the Road kissing a Tree at eighty M.P.H. This is not the Place to be holding sway, if you are  not that competent, you should not be out there mixing it up with the People Holding Sway. That my friend is the Method to the Madness.

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Deviants

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What is it about the Human Animal that makes him so volnuable to Deviations. I started noticing this Flaw in myself at fourteen years old. My Mother was one of the most devoted Christians that I have Known, naturally her values were Embedded in her Children. Yet here I am fourteen years old, sitting in the School Yard smoking Marijuana with my twelve years old Buddy, both of us Deviants and Juvenile Delinquents. He