By Jill Pertler
I do not consider myself an excellent driver. I am good, or maybe just okay – around a B-minus to a C-plus if I were giving out grades. I am not great at maneuvering into tight parking spaces or knowing when it is my turn at a four-way stop. I am unsure of the direction to rotate my steering wheel when parking on a hill. Despite my shortfalls, I do understand roadway etiquette, or the unwritten standards of protocol every license-wielding driver should abide by. Trouble is, lots of them don’t.
And we all know who they are. (Certainly not us, not ever.)
Based on my near-death-due-to-frustration driving experiences over the past week, I decided to lay it out here. To put the pedal to the metal and tell it like it is. To provide the rules of the road, which aren’t rules, exactly, because most of them aren’t in any driving manual or rulebook, but they should be.
First, let’s talk texting. We understand we aren’t supposed to text and drive. We’ve taken the pledge. Still, I observe people doing it all the time. This is because the windows in your vehicle are transparent. I can see right through them. Being inside your car does not shield you in a cloak of invisibility. I can see when you pick your nose. I can see when you sing to the radio. I can see when you are texting; even if your phone is on your lap, your head is bent downward in the universal gesture of distraction. Stop it. Now. (Please.)
Speed is an issue when driving. Too much or too little can get you in trouble. The key here is moderation. If you go too fast, you are a danger. If you go too slow, you are a hindrance and a danger. I’ll let you in on a well-kept secret: When you are on a two-lane roadway, like a freeway, the left lane is for passing. It is called the fast lane and it’s named that for a reason.