I did notice you behind me on Tuesday night, despite your efforts to hide so close up my ass that I couldn't see your headlights. I did notice you, I held my breath when you overtook me on the outside lane and pushed your way in two cars ahead of me. In the rain and poor light of dusk I almost wanted to look away because from where I sat I was sure you had a deathwish.
I wondered, as I drove two cars behind you, what it was that caused you to be in such a hurry to get wherever you were going? Was it more important than all of us getting home safely to those we love? Was it worth putting our lives at risk to get those two car lengths ahead? I watched you sitting right up the ass of the truck in front of you, hoping that the truck didn't brake for anything in front of him, because there is no way you could have foreseen or braked in time.
I hate driving on the highway north home each evening after work, tired and trying to put thoughts of work aside and concentrate on the road, knowing every other driver is feeling the same. I wonder why some cars take such risks to get where they are going? Dangerously overtaking, tailgating, sitting right up my ass?
So little beep beep barina driver, I do hold my breath and pray for you to get home safely, because I couldn't live with myself if you got tangled up on the way home, take it easy out there, for all of our sakes. Life, dear little barina driver is too short and far to precious to wish it away by dancing with fate on the highway.
PS Dear reader, I took these pictures today on my way home, being driven by my learner son, chatting about how short life is and how one little decision can change or end it. What a dangerous trap the Pacific Highway is. I make him drive it as often as I can, in my own way thinking that "if he can make it here, he can make it anywhere."
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I am hearing ya sista! before the bypass I use to say a little prayer ( and you knwo hwo religious I amhar har) when i was going thru Pine Creek. I am gald they have fixed my bit, but I am very keen for your bit to be fixed too. xx
At least you got home safely, if a little bit nervous.
For me it's interesting to read about the Barina, then reflect back upon my earlier years of driving. I was no better than the Barina driver.
Most times these days I am better, but the little devil still surfaces from time to time and drops the red mist. One advantage of surviving to this age is that the red mist has a limited affect as my levels of self preservation are higher today than they were 20 years ago.
Again, most times when I encounter Barina type get drivers I let them go and give them more space than they deserve.
But still there is the odd chance they will get me on the wrong day and it's on for young and old.
Somethings you never fully grow out of ;-)
Do I dare ask what a Barina is?
Egads, another son driving! They grow up so fast!!
Hey Cath, I drove along your nice new highway today, well not 'yours'but the bit you were talking about, nice and smooth...I'm not religious either but hell I'll try anything to relieve a bit of anxiety at the moment!
Oh Jase, I have situational road rage...more like road desperation...sighs...hold my breath while all those little zippy city cars buzz by my 4wd, can't wait for it to be fixed :)
Oh Pita...a barina is a small car (holden)!Yep another son driving, I kinda feel for Rah though, because since Az learnt they have upped the hours, Az had to do 50 hours, now Rah has to do 120, more quality time for him with his oldies...maybe it's us I should feel for!
Kyles I have the best and worst combination. Day to day I drive a Ford Ranger Turbo Diesel, not exactly a sports car and any passing move HAS to be thought out long in advance. Then there is the road bike that makes passing moves in the flick of a wrist. The Ranger is a daily exercise in frustration, and I loath it, but it has taught me some patience.
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