even in housing estates on narrow roads
no kidding, i was compelled one time to inform some wanna be thug that, in fact, the speed limit in a car park is not the same as on a street.
I'm sure that quite a number of road casualties are the inexperienced young drivers that acted under "pressure".
I think i fit the bill there in some respects, for example when the speed limit posted is 80 yet no one actually drives 80 or below, i feel compelled to go with the speed of traffic cause if i didn't then i presume this would infuriate other impatient drivers which would then cause them to do something stupid and put others' lives at risk.
Here's an example of an impatient Polish driver:
I was turning from a small road (50km/hr) onto a main road (110)
The merging area was rather short and the point of merger was downhill.
Now, I could have tried to merge but I never would have got up to speed within the confines of the merging lane, so i'd either have to stop in the merge lane or try and force a driver over.
There was too much traffic on a 5pm friday to go about it that way so i stopped to size up the traffic.
Rule 1 in driving is that you make a judgment before you initiation, so just as i'm taking an extra look, the guy driving the opel behind me uses his horn-"hooonk."
Ok, no big deal but just as I started to go he lays on the horn a second time.
So I slammed on the breaks and just waited. And waited. And waited. I started counting at some point and got up to 30-something, so i estimate he laid on his horn for a good minute.
I refused to proceed until he got the hint.
What does the moron in the old Opel try to do then?
Race me of course.
It should have been clear to him at the outset which car is faster and given the large bus in front of him, it should have been even more abundantly clear there was no point in racing.
Gee any ideas what he'd have done had he actually got ahead of me?