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To: JF Quinnelly who wrote (24405)5/13/1999 3:09:00 AM
From: Gauguin  Respond to of 71178
 
The State just lowered the speed limit thru there and has written no citations. I think they are responsible. They have a construction zone there that is inadequately directed and signed. It makes a real sharp jog for bridge work, and now, today, they have lowered the limit to 55 mph. They bump all three lanes sideways a whole lane in like sixty feet, and constrain it with cement barricades. It is no wonder a truck-trailer caused the accident. I had to slip into the adjacent lane's space to make it thru there with a semi on the last trip thru. It really made me angry then; pure underestimation of the conditions, and now people are dead and injured. You should try to get thru there your first time at night in the rain, with everyone else going bonkers. With the reflectors, swerves and changes, you can't tell what the hell is happening.

Incompetence really burns my shit. I could see that coming; and I can show them two other places it's going to happen. How come I can tell and they can't?

I hope, in this case, the State is sued.

But the goddam people around here should know better. You can't ever see shit in the rain and muck, let alone stop, and they don't care. There's some kind of fungal brain disease.

God a lot of crap makes me angry. But it comes right at me. I was behind a truck that dropped a ladder sideways across my lane, at speed, a few miles north of there; straddled a pipe valve that creased my muffler a mile south; and oh shit I can go on forever. Even hit a bag of chains a semi truck dropped, me going 65 in the dark, two miles south of there. Couldn't see them; black-wet; tried to flip the car. I have an incident for every fukking mile on that freeway. That one almost broke my arms. I got out in the rain and risk to pack them to the car to save someone else; lost my hubcap for good. I had to straddle a 4 by 10, 8 footer with the van; it just precisely cleared the wheel base, at diagonal. Someone cut off a Mobil tanker; he tried to take off the front of the car; MJ slammed the brakes and saved our butts. We were shook.

The metal company that dropped the valve bought me a new muffler et al; but if I'd hit it with the front wheels I'd be dead. Up by the hospital, a guy missed his exit and was BACKING UP in the driving lane. That was the weirdest I have ever seen. But he didn't count, as he was clearly deranged.

A full cement truck blew a front tire and tried to jump the divider into me; I flew right thru the sparks. I can mark a map with these places.

I've seen two people, separately, burned to a crisp; and another three killed coming head on into our direction sixty seconds in front of us. I watched the guy who ran to their car puke his guts out. The semi involved was PARKED in the freeway lane; we almost got creamed stopping. Rear end collisions are how lotsa people burn up. Seen it twice. You're next. You may be able to stop, but how do you stop the asshole twelve feet behind you? Then there's the field burning smoke that killed 5 or 11; I forget; but hey, that was clear down the road 30 miles. But I've been in it. Slow down? That's how you catch fire. Just roar ahead and die on impact.

So, I'm getting tired of this shit.
Really pretty pissed off.

But I'll try to mellow out.

OK, I'll try.

I can't ignore it, and I can't take it.

When I was suicidal, I decided the freeway was the place for it. Like vengeance.