Last night there was a big crash on the M5 Motorway involving multiple vehicles.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-somerset-15603124
Thoughts?
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-somerset-15603124
Thoughts?
I was out on the roads last night between 4pm and 5.30pm and I haven't encountered a journey so densely packed with utter cretins in all of my previous 17 years of driving. A friend of mine in another part of the country told of a similar experience. Last night really was moron night.
I've woken up to this story and I'm so unsurprised that my eyebrows have fallen into my mouth.
FamineI don't post much in this thread any more because... well, I don't go outside. I've decided after today that I'm not going to bother again.
The Golf V who decided I was either racing or his tow car and he'd fallen off was bad enough. The 10 plate Micra who wanted to be in the right-hand lane for the roundabout six miles ahead was bad enough. The Celica who wanted to sit in the right hand lane at 40mph and 140mph, who I passed three times in 18 miles was bad enough. The random lane-changing gonks were bad enough. But what took the biscuit was an actual act of road rage.
With Golf V glued to my towbar I was happily moving down the right hand lane at acceptable road speed. Without warning - or indication - the Peugeot 106 Quiksilver in the left lane that we were about to overtake and the only other visible car on the road at the time decided that he hated me. At probably a deficit of 30mph, he swerved out into the right hand lane and dropped the anchors. In fact had he thrown actual anchors out he'd have slowed up slightly more gently. The Golf behind me 🤬 himself. I just changed lanes and sailed up the inside. I glanced over and the scene was a twentysomething, scrawny streak of piss in full racing recline position leaning over towards me, Blakeying his left arm furiously while cripplehooking with his right. There was some tiny female in the passenger seat who could only have been whiter had she been bleached by an albino polar bear, looking utterly petrified. He dived back in behind me and I think treated me to a full beam/foglight glare for ten seconds or so - though a combination of piss-poor Peugeot headlights and 75% tints on the rear windows of the BMW meant it looked like I was being chased by four small children with candles.
That was the last I saw of him. I have no idea what the issue was. I have no idea why he'd think his tiny French thing could in any way intimidate a BMW driver. I have no idea what he could possibly hope to achieve by bringing about a coming together of a BMW 5-series touring and a 106, save for a few scratches on my shed and the death of both him and his passenger. If I'd had more presence of mind I'd have pointed and laughed at him. He's probably still raging now, for whatever reason he chose to rage in the first place.
What in 🤬 is wrong with people?
I actually had to get Red going up a snowy Welsh backroad hill by lighting the wheels up. I had too much weight at the back of the car (MiniFam, luggage, dogs x2) and the fronts were just losing traction too easily and I was losing roadspeed. Nearly at a stop I hit upon a genius idea and just caned it - winter tyres are commonly a very soft compound that transfer heat to the surface more easily, melting it and then using the uneven surface to grip. Red was wearing Toyo Proxes, a very soft compound with excellent water clearing properties. They tore through the snow like a hot knife through butter, found tarmac and got going again
CarlosThe reason why people crash all the time, is that alot of people are driving their cars becaus they have to. If you don't like something, you don't care how good your doing it. It's said many times, but it's true. And people who don't care and have a high level of agression, could drive a 106...
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Bloody BMW drivers, think they own the road.
One witness even said visibility was down to 3 metres (fog or smoke from nearby display), which at 70 mph is nothing.
I've driven at night in fog before (and on ice, for that matter) with that sort of visibility and it certainly gets a bit scary. Was coming back from a gig in York back to Newcastle and was reduced to doing between 30-40mph on the A1 all the way back. Took ages.
That said, I was simply driving for the conditions. I can't help feeling that a lot of innocent people have died here due to a lot of people a) not driving for the conditions and b) tailgating. I've seen accidents happen in front of me on motorways before when people have been travelling to close on a wet road when the traffic slows. Chuck in very poor visibility and incredible caution is needed.
Sunday Telegraph says the fog was infact smoke from a fireworks display at a nearby Rugby Club. Firework smoke might crease some haze, but I wouldn't a thought a thick black cloud of somoke, unless they were faulty fireworks or something.
I had the same experience only last week. My dad picked my travel-buddy and I up from Heathrow and dropped him off at Malvern. In our attempt to join the M50 (which was closed) we went through 5m visibility fog in country lanes and I was even telling my dad to slow it down.I've driven at night in fog before (and on ice, for that matter) with that sort of visibility and it certainly gets a bit scary. Was coming back from a gig in York back to Newcastle and was reduced to doing between 30-40mph on the A1 all the way back. Took ages.
Incredibly dumb girl in work said this when she skidded on ice and landed on the roof of a building. "I wasn't going too fast, I was only doing 70".People see a 60mph limit and drive at - or slightly above - 60mph. It's fine because the sign says so.
Some say that the French system of variable speed limits (lower when it's raining) is a solution. I say that chronically misunderstands the problem and simply adds more learning of what speed is legal or not rather than how to safely assess speed.
The last time I drove in bonnet-length visibility was in Iceland. I was being overtaken by everyone - but then when the road you're on has a traffic load of six vehicles per hour, there's no-one coming the other way for you to hit. Probably.
Some say that the French system of variable speed limits (lower when it's raining) is a solution. I say that chronically misunderstands the problem and simply adds more learning of what speed is legal or not rather than how to safely assess speed.
way, you can be sure that the usual suspects will jump on this one and declare the proposed 80mph speed limit to be disastrous, dangerous folly in the light of this accident - which had nothing to do with speed and everything to do with inappropriate speed (people moving into the distance they know to be clear too fast to stop within that distance).