TheVitaleMob
Full Trucker Effect
- Joined
- Oct 24, 2005
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- 687
Well, last week, I read THIS thread about sport bikes because it caught my eye. In this thread, it was remarked that, "For carving your way through traffic, you can't beat agility." As you can tell by my avatar caption, I am a safe-minded truck driver. As you can imagine, this comment sent huge red flags through my head. I decided that this thread did not need my commentary, and I refrained from stirring the shit.
Fast-Forward to the next day.
Here I am driving on I-405 at 0530, and I come around a relatively sharp curve at 58 mph (2mph under the limit) with a good amount of following distance. Traffic is at a dead stop about 200 feet ahead of me. I hit my brakes hard, engaging ABS and doing my best to stay safe. A crotch-rocket comes up behind me at 85 mph and proceeds to pass me on the RIGHT, and on the SHOULDER. He then cuts in front of me thinking that I'm just being slow. When he figures the problem out he will probably be able to stop in time. If he stops, I will hit him. I blow on my horn, he realizes the problem, and cuts around the person stopped in front of us, gives me the finger, and speeds off on the shoulder, passing more people.
A few facts: I am in my truck, my following distance is 8 SECONDS, not 4 or 2. I can't see him until he is 30 ft in front of me (meaning that he is in a blind spot until he is in front of me. I weigh 100,000 lbs with a 62,000 lb load of paper rolls in the box. I have about 12 SQUARE FEET of brake pad/liner material, and still can only BARELY stop in time to not hit the car in front of me. He is wearing shorts, sneakers, a t-shirt and a dirt bike helmet, with the big chin, not a standard "street" helmet.
I'm sure the sport bike riders in this forum are stand up guys. I'll be frank here. If I hit this guy, that's the ballgame. No ambulance. Just a cop car, a camera and a yellow tarp. I just saved his life by telling him to get the fuck out of the way, and he gives me a finger.
Words cannot express the level of outrage that I felt at the gall, the arrogance, and attitude of this rider.
I won't tell you what to do or what not to do, but one thing is for sure. If there is a truck anywhere near you, you can't tell if he's loaded or empty, you can't tell if he's 20K lbs or 100K. You have NO IDEA WHATSOEVER how long it will take him to stop.
Know what the fuck is behind you, and don't get yourself killed, or get off the fucking road.
Fast-Forward to the next day.
Here I am driving on I-405 at 0530, and I come around a relatively sharp curve at 58 mph (2mph under the limit) with a good amount of following distance. Traffic is at a dead stop about 200 feet ahead of me. I hit my brakes hard, engaging ABS and doing my best to stay safe. A crotch-rocket comes up behind me at 85 mph and proceeds to pass me on the RIGHT, and on the SHOULDER. He then cuts in front of me thinking that I'm just being slow. When he figures the problem out he will probably be able to stop in time. If he stops, I will hit him. I blow on my horn, he realizes the problem, and cuts around the person stopped in front of us, gives me the finger, and speeds off on the shoulder, passing more people.
A few facts: I am in my truck, my following distance is 8 SECONDS, not 4 or 2. I can't see him until he is 30 ft in front of me (meaning that he is in a blind spot until he is in front of me. I weigh 100,000 lbs with a 62,000 lb load of paper rolls in the box. I have about 12 SQUARE FEET of brake pad/liner material, and still can only BARELY stop in time to not hit the car in front of me. He is wearing shorts, sneakers, a t-shirt and a dirt bike helmet, with the big chin, not a standard "street" helmet.
I'm sure the sport bike riders in this forum are stand up guys. I'll be frank here. If I hit this guy, that's the ballgame. No ambulance. Just a cop car, a camera and a yellow tarp. I just saved his life by telling him to get the fuck out of the way, and he gives me a finger.
Words cannot express the level of outrage that I felt at the gall, the arrogance, and attitude of this rider.
I won't tell you what to do or what not to do, but one thing is for sure. If there is a truck anywhere near you, you can't tell if he's loaded or empty, you can't tell if he's 20K lbs or 100K. You have NO IDEA WHATSOEVER how long it will take him to stop.
Know what the fuck is behind you, and don't get yourself killed, or get off the fucking road.