Mq, the problem is that skills are not evenly distributed. While there are those who, like me, can plan their driving so that no problems will arise while we simultaneously change CDs and talk on a cell phone, there are others who are barely able to hold a conversation with a passenger without creating mortal dangers.
Therein lies the rub, Mq, the uneven distribution of skills. Modern society must enforce rules so that those in the bottom quartile of the skillset distribution don't wreak havoc on the remainder. As a result, the top 10% get put in chains they don't deserve. I'm the perfect example.
I find it quite difficult to keep the needle lower than 85 mph on a fairly open piece of roadway. If I think I can get away with it, I'll cruise at 95-100 mph. I loved to go 115 mph on my old jet-fighter clone Saab Turbo SPG, a clone of which you can see here, fastenbelts.com, but would not subject wife and child to those speeds, though they snooze when I'm hitting 95-100 mph. Accidents? Not one in 30 years.
Tickets? Lots, but none so far that I haven't been able take care of, knock on wood.
Am I a menace on the road? No indeed. The idiot going the speed limit who is gesticulating with his hands off the wheel is 100x times the menace that I am. |
