Sometimes the human race just shocks me...
Yesterday I took my parents to the airport. I was on my way home, and one of those random vicious storms that have been slamming Houston the past couple of days decended upon the northeast side.
It was raining like gangbusters. I was honestly a little terrified, and I have driven through some pretty nasty storms. The freeway traffic was crawling along at about 25 mph. At one point, I saw lightning strike one of the freeway light towers. (Probably one of coolest things I have ever witnessed, but I was too busy staring at the road to pay it too much heed.)
I was on 45 heading south, about halfway between the beltway and the loop, and this SUV dauntingly passed by me. As it inched past, I noticed that it's hazard lights were on.
Hmm, I thought. That makes it really easy to see him in this wretched rain.
The pick-up in front of my must have had the same thought, because a few seconds later, his hazard lights were on, too. And then the Mustang two lanes over had it's hazards on. And within less than a minute, all of the eight or nine cars in immediate proximity to this SUV had their hazards on. Including me. It was so much easier to drive a little faster, because you could comfortable SEE everyone around you. We had this nice little pack going, all with our hazards on, moving at a fairly comfortable 45-50 miles an hour through some of the worst rain I have ever seen.
When the rain suddenly ceased about 5 miles later, everybody shut their hazard lights off, and accellerated gracefully on the dry (?) pavement.
Brilliant plan, Mr. SUV. Way to go Houston drivers.
Like I said, sometimes something small happens, and we redeem our primarily stupid selves.
It was raining like gangbusters. I was honestly a little terrified, and I have driven through some pretty nasty storms. The freeway traffic was crawling along at about 25 mph. At one point, I saw lightning strike one of the freeway light towers. (Probably one of coolest things I have ever witnessed, but I was too busy staring at the road to pay it too much heed.)
I was on 45 heading south, about halfway between the beltway and the loop, and this SUV dauntingly passed by me. As it inched past, I noticed that it's hazard lights were on.
Hmm, I thought. That makes it really easy to see him in this wretched rain.
The pick-up in front of my must have had the same thought, because a few seconds later, his hazard lights were on, too. And then the Mustang two lanes over had it's hazards on. And within less than a minute, all of the eight or nine cars in immediate proximity to this SUV had their hazards on. Including me. It was so much easier to drive a little faster, because you could comfortable SEE everyone around you. We had this nice little pack going, all with our hazards on, moving at a fairly comfortable 45-50 miles an hour through some of the worst rain I have ever seen.
When the rain suddenly ceased about 5 miles later, everybody shut their hazard lights off, and accellerated gracefully on the dry (?) pavement.
Brilliant plan, Mr. SUV. Way to go Houston drivers.
Like I said, sometimes something small happens, and we redeem our primarily stupid selves.
posted by Flipside at 12:50 PM
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