The driving virginity is writhering quickly.

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I've had to make the trip down to downtown Seattle twice a day for the past week (kid stuff). That's about 3 hours a day in the car, even though I only live 10 miles from the city. I swear, I would not last if I had to do this indefinitely. Other people's driving makes me nuts....
... but I'm gald to hear you're getting the hang of it! Remember... "Drive Friendly!"
Thanks... I just freaking hate other peoples driving, pedestrian surprises, and a few other things I've seen. But with each surprise, I feel like I gain a level. I have sense of what is in store and what I need to do.

Kids here love to ride bikes and play basketball in the street. The BBall kids completely get out of the way and let me pass. The bicyclers? They mosy here, there, in front, round in circles, to the wrong side in the middle of opposing traffic's lane and try leaping curbs to get out of my way -- which I've learned from experience myself can lead to a severe case of underestimating and a severe case of road rash. I go so slow, they end up getting the hell out of my way, most likely scared I'm going to scream or call one of them over. I just don't want to hurt any of them and having been a bike rider in Denver, I've experienced some of what these kids don't think would ever happen - I was pursued, I hit ground and got bruised up a lot, I was pulled over by cops! I don't want that accident to happen to me or them. If it means everyone else behind me is going to hate me and beep -- so be it.

Downtown people park on both sides of the street and sometimes double park (as with any downtown I'm sure). I'm alert for doors and absent minded midstreet darters...

For the morning rush, I leave early, I use the right lanes, I take the streets others don't care too. Works for me!

I do drive friendly, I just mutter little pet names for people who we all 'love'. I wave at beepers.
My brother used to be a bike messenger in downtown Seattle and he was hit head-on by a truck. (He survived to go on to have his huge heart attack, but survived that too... I swear he's like a cat with 9 lives or something).

Anyway, because of that it made me realize how fragile anyone on 2 wheels is, and I stay as far away from them as I can. Even motorcycles. Scary.

Good luck with your new found 'freedom.' With great power, comes great responsibility. ;)

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