So I'm making the obligatory visits to relatives during the holiday season, and end up driving from Regina to Saskatoon on December 27th and from Saskatoon to Regina on December 30th. Both trips were made through heavy fog. Visibility was generally under 100 meters, which I verified by watching road signs, landmarks, and my odometer. The speed limit on that road is 110 kilometers an hour, which for some reason means most people do 120 on it, on the widely held belief that the police will allow you that. I know of no evidence to suggest that's true, and the police of course deny it. But I digress.
This is for all those hundreds of cretins who passed me on that road, driving at speeds way beyond what was safe under such conditions of reduced visibility:
Lissen up ya morons. 120 klicks is over 33 meters a second. If the visibility is 100 meters, and there's something blocking the road ahead, you'll have at most 3 seconds to stop after you've noticed it. The distance will be a little less than a standard city block. Can't be done. Other options you might have: hit the ditch at fairly high speed, or die. Those are not mutually exclusive; you could do both. And I'd be seriously pissed off if you took me and my family with you as you lose control. I don't care if you kill yourselves, and in fact most days I hope you do, but don't put other people at risk.
And somehow it seems relevant to note that in all the dozens--possibly hundreds--of times I've made that trip, I've rarely seen even a single dead deer by the side of the road. I saw a dozen this week, which is evidence enough of widespread folly among drivers.
This is for all those hundreds of cretins who passed me on that road, driving at speeds way beyond what was safe under such conditions of reduced visibility:
Lissen up ya morons. 120 klicks is over 33 meters a second. If the visibility is 100 meters, and there's something blocking the road ahead, you'll have at most 3 seconds to stop after you've noticed it. The distance will be a little less than a standard city block. Can't be done. Other options you might have: hit the ditch at fairly high speed, or die. Those are not mutually exclusive; you could do both. And I'd be seriously pissed off if you took me and my family with you as you lose control. I don't care if you kill yourselves, and in fact most days I hope you do, but don't put other people at risk.
And somehow it seems relevant to note that in all the dozens--possibly hundreds--of times I've made that trip, I've rarely seen even a single dead deer by the side of the road. I saw a dozen this week, which is evidence enough of widespread folly among drivers.