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If it ain't a big rig, they should speed up
Blame the feds and elogs. Its all a race to beat the clock, and we're governed at different speeds.Regarding "Big Rigs"....I remember the days when big rigs stayed to the right. Back then four-wheelers had to match freeway traffic and merge. Now big rigs just drive in the middle of three lanes. As I'm diving in these situations sometimes I fantasize a world where all big rigs keep to the far right lane, unless necessary to be to the left for a short period. In my fantasy those drivers that did not match freeway speed to merge would be left stopped, on the shoulder in their cars, quietly sobbing. Those people forever relegated to only driving non-controlled access roads. They would teach their children that it was too late for themselves, but that as a young person, THEY could learn the rules of the road and be free to travel the freeways of America!
Now, about 4-way stop intersections and proper turn signal operation......
Always kinda prided myself on being laid back, not getting worked up over much of anything. So, I've never really had a pet peeve, until last night.
My daughter bought me a Luth-AR upper for my birthday. Had some time to kill last night, so I sat down at my build box with everything I needed to slap together a lower for it. Done it tons of times, so I'm fairly adept at it. Bolt catch installed, no problem. FCG installed, no problem. Buffer retainer and spring, problem. I butterfingered it and the retainer and spring "Pa-tink" into the build box. Not a big deal, that's what it's for... only I can't find the spring. Not in the box, not on the bench and not on the floor. "Ok" says I, and grabbed another out of the parts bin. Got it on the second try and figured JustSomeGal would find the missing one with her vacuum cleaner. Went to install the rear takedown pin detent and "Pa-Tink", the spring goes airborn... butterfingered that too. Couldn't find it either. So, my fresh new pet peeve is... getting too damned old and the loss of fine motor control that seems to be going along with it.
Invest in a good magnet .Always kinda prided myself on being laid back, not getting worked up over much of anything. So, I've never really had a pet peeve, until last night.
My daughter bought me a Luth-AR upper for my birthday. Had some time to kill last night, so I sat down at my build box with everything I needed to slap together a lower for it. Done it tons of times, so I'm fairly adept at it. Bolt catch installed, no problem. FCG installed, no problem. Buffer retainer and spring, problem. I butterfingered it and the retainer and spring "Pa-tink" into the build box. Not a big deal, that's what it's for... only I can't find the spring. Not in the box, not on the bench and not on the floor. "Ok" says I, and grabbed another out of the parts bin. Got it on the second try and figured JustSomeGal would find the missing one with her vacuum cleaner. Went to install the rear takedown pin detent and "Pa-Tink", the spring goes airborn... butterfingered that too. Couldn't find it either. So, my fresh new pet peeve is... getting too damned old and the loss of fine motor control that seems to be going along with it.
Been a dues paying member for 36 yearsWelcome to the over 40 club
Invest in a good magnet .
I did and found all my lost springs and detents
Been a dues paying member for 36 years
People that eat slow. Eat now, taste it later.
People that order coffee with 7 ingredients...
Are you always in a hurry to be done with other enjoyable activities also?
People that don't stop at stop signs, and pull out right in front of you and just putt along..
Remember, please, that over here we drive on the LEFT.
MY aggressive driver just happened to be using his cell when he overtook me in his spiffy private-plate Range-Rover. Point was, he overtook me on the main highway with no less than THREE side-streets joining the highway from the right - at any time somebody could have pulled out, quite legally, and blotzed him head-on.
Sadly, none of that happened.
NoSireeee, not YET, anyhow.
So there he goes, at 50 in a thirty zone, heading straight for a traffic roundabout, and drove straight on, without looking to his right.
Wrong.
He T-boned a large white SUV with a snazzy paint job - just like this -
The words 'oh' and 'sh*t' must have passed through his mind in close succession, as he got out of the car, and was dropped on the ground by two VERY large and furry police officers who got out of the back of the BMW. At no instance had he let go of his cell............it remained firmly welded into his hand until a large black boot came down on his wrist and a big police paw took it away from him.
One belonging to someone like this -
The lady front seat passenger was the deputy commissioner for police, going to a conference in the regional police headquarters - she had a busted leg and many unsightly contusions. Her BMW was a write-off, and so too was the driving career of the guy who had hit her. I was one of the healthy number of witnesses to the whole she-bang [see what I did there?].
Then after I scrub off 20-30 mph to follow the nitwit who cut me off, I look in my rear view mirror. Nobody behind me as far as the eye can see.People that don't stop at stop signs, and pull out right in front of you and just putt along..