Cars you really want to get out of
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ingenieur said:
In Malta the roads undulate quite a lot, not broken surfaces but just rolling hills up and down. Driven at speed by a local taxi driver.. yes, I remember that.
Off Topic - the guide book said drive to a car park outside Valletta, find a taxi and negotiate a fare before getting in."Hello. How much would you charge us to go to the Cathedral, please?"
"Five pounds."
"Okay."
We got in, the taxi set off, drove round the corner and stopped. 200 yards max.
"The Cathedral."
In my defence we were staying on Gozo and had just come over on the ferry for a visit.
nipsips said:
Mr Savile’s camper van
On a serious note I drove a new shape 2020 Focus Active the other day, did about 180 miles and it nearly broke my spine.
Oh and a new shape Corsa… didn’t think Vauxhall could get any worse…
On a side note, my mum remembers when she was a teenager being out with a friend and seeing this thing pull up at traffic lights with Jimmy Savile in the passenger seat, feet up on the dash eyeing them up. On a serious note I drove a new shape 2020 Focus Active the other day, did about 180 miles and it nearly broke my spine.
Oh and a new shape Corsa… didn’t think Vauxhall could get any worse…
I remember once being in the back seat of a hospital chaplain's yellow Fiat Cinquecento Sport. He drove his dog around in it and the back seat was covered in dog hair and I couldn't put my seatbelt on as the dog had pushed the buckles down the back of the seat, further down than I was willing to grope for them.
Another Yellow New York Taxi, 2005 out of La Guardia AP into the famous yellow taxis, into NYC in what seemed like 10 mins, worst car journey of my life, driver drove like he'd snorted a few lines, I counted at least 5 near misses just leaving the AP boundary, closed my eyes for most of the journey, when we got into the city how he didn't mow down pedestrians was a miracle. Worst bit was probably when he insisted on turning around to face us in the back to find out all about good old England whilst cars and pedestrians crossed in front and either side of his taxi. When we arrived at the hotel he insisted on telling us how he'd been in England once 30 yrs ago that took another 10 mins as the wife and I just nodded and said yeah every few mins.
r1ch said:
An ex girlfriend in her A3 TDi. Always just enough throttle for the turbo to kick in and immediately change gear. It was like having motion sickness.
That reminds me of Andre, a Polish chap I worked with at GMP who I got a lift with, he was always in a conflict internally about speed vs economy so he used to go flat out to about 3000 rpm then shift really quickly, it was weird. He also used to go on about all the other "Dozy Drivers", half the time it was him getting it wrong.
Pedro25 said:
Another Yellow New York Taxi, 2005 out of La Guardia AP into the famous yellow taxis, into NYC in what seemed like 10 mins, worst car journey of my life, driver drove like he'd snorted a few lines, I counted at least 5 near misses just leaving the AP boundary, closed my eyes for most of the journey, when we got into the city how he didn't mow down pedestrians was a miracle. Worst bit was probably when he insisted on turning around to face us in the back to find out all about good old England whilst cars and pedestrians crossed in front and either side of his taxi. When we arrived at the hotel he insisted on telling us how he'd been in England once 30 yrs ago that took another 10 mins as the wife and I just nodded and said yeah every few mins.
My dad used to do that when I was in the car with him. I do the driving these days, had forgotten about that. i.e. turning around to have long conversations while the car is travelling forwards, not looking out the front but rather trying to have a conversation while looking at you. Usually a car I was very happy to get out of. Any car that’s driven by a prat who has no idea of stopping distances and sits about 2ft behind every car on the motorway. He genuinely wasn’t trying to bully anyone he just had no comprehension of how close he was following everyone. Also had no lane discipline. Middle lane for mile after mile and thought he was doing nothing wrong.
My mother in law, seems to think the accelerator is an on off switch. It becomes annoying after a while. That along with the Hollywood steering technique she uses. Steering wheel is never held straight, constant weave left right left right left within the lane. I swear she must get stopped everyday for appearing drunk whilst driving. She scares the living daylights out of me. So much so I have only been a passenger with driving once in 12 years. I had been warned before hand and swore to the wife never again.
My mother in law, seems to think the accelerator is an on off switch. It becomes annoying after a while. That along with the Hollywood steering technique she uses. Steering wheel is never held straight, constant weave left right left right left within the lane. I swear she must get stopped everyday for appearing drunk whilst driving. She scares the living daylights out of me. So much so I have only been a passenger with driving once in 12 years. I had been warned before hand and swore to the wife never again.
I was travelling with a colleague and we had a hire car to drive through the night from Heathrow to Edinburgh after a long day (Icelandic volcano related).
He took the first spell and I tried to sleep but he was constantly on and off the gas and as a result the car had this really unpleasant rocking fore and aft which made me feel sick. I took over the driving and did the rest of the trip on Red Bull and espresso.
He took the first spell and I tried to sleep but he was constantly on and off the gas and as a result the car had this really unpleasant rocking fore and aft which made me feel sick. I took over the driving and did the rest of the trip on Red Bull and espresso.
Any vehicles where the driver thinks the throttle is a digital control. On/off/on/off interminably while you just have to sit there rocking backwards and forwards trying not to vomit.
Anyone who doesn't understand a proper following distance.
Anyone who knows I used to compete in various motorsports, mostly rallying, and then sets out to prove they're some sort of hot shoe. They never are.
Anyone who doesn't understand a proper following distance.
Anyone who knows I used to compete in various motorsports, mostly rallying, and then sets out to prove they're some sort of hot shoe. They never are.
An ex friend who used to like flash cars but wasn’t really a petrolhead, just enjoyed showing off etc. Had a Bentley Supersports convertible when we were 19 to give you an idea.
On the way back to London from my parents house in Norfolk he is driving his usual mega high speed 150+ in the outside lane when it started to absolutely throw it down. He doesn’t even lift for a second. Now there is standing water and the car is starting to shudder whilst moving around a little bit. I’m getting nervous. He then proceeds to pick up his phone and start texting.
I hit the f
king roof and insisted he pull over.
You are probably thinking he sounds like a dangerous idiot who needs his license removed. Fear not he was caught on the way up to see me 2 weeks later doing 173. His license was removed.
Unfortunately despite being a good friend this stuff scores a 2 on the stupid stuff he did scale.
On the way back to London from my parents house in Norfolk he is driving his usual mega high speed 150+ in the outside lane when it started to absolutely throw it down. He doesn’t even lift for a second. Now there is standing water and the car is starting to shudder whilst moving around a little bit. I’m getting nervous. He then proceeds to pick up his phone and start texting.
I hit the f
king roof and insisted he pull over. You are probably thinking he sounds like a dangerous idiot who needs his license removed. Fear not he was caught on the way up to see me 2 weeks later doing 173. His license was removed.
Unfortunately despite being a good friend this stuff scores a 2 on the stupid stuff he did scale.
VW Beetle, particularly if you're in the back.
Being collected from a party in the country with some friends by their 18 year old who thought he was a driving God. Terrifying.
As a child - couldnt wait to get out when my father smoked. He smoked Players. I can smell them now and I just think car-sick.
As a student hitch-hiking on the way to Gloucester and some 50ish year old bloke picked me up. He managed to turn every conversation back to the topic of sex. Proper dity old man he was.
Being collected from a party in the country with some friends by their 18 year old who thought he was a driving God. Terrifying.
As a child - couldnt wait to get out when my father smoked. He smoked Players. I can smell them now and I just think car-sick.
As a student hitch-hiking on the way to Gloucester and some 50ish year old bloke picked me up. He managed to turn every conversation back to the topic of sex. Proper dity old man he was.
so called said:
Had a few of those in India.
Example, two lane motorway between Lucknow and Kampur.
First issue - Our taxi has no rear seat belts.
Second - We are overtaking a truck when I note a truck coming the wrong way in our lane. f
kThird - a car starts overtaking the oncoming truck so now we have both lanes with potential head on collisions.
Outcome was that we completed our overtaking maneuver just as the oncoming car completes his and we all pass each other without issue.
Why am I working in India ? Edited by so called on Monday 16th May 17:33
Driving from Delhi to Agra in smog so thick it was like being inside a ping pong ball, with the driver swerving round people walking in the road.
The first drive from the airport to the hotel was stressful. After 3 weeks it was perfectly normal. I gave the driver that looked after us a good tip. He got us to every destination on time, with no accidents.
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