Women polishing steering wheels with their noses...
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Someone else must have noticed this. Why do they sit so close and in such small cars?
With steering wheels and seats adjustable in a multitude of directions you would need to have a physical abnormality to need to sit so close.
Admittedly there will be some who do, this is not about them, but why do I see so many driving schools teaching a driving position which offers sod all control over steering and a look of abject terror?
Is it due to sloping bonnets?
Why do men manage the ten to two hands with arms bent at the elbow to give a comfortable yet controlled steering position? Are so many women too feeble to reach the steering wheel?
And while I'm at it, every time I leave my house I have to wait for a learner to finish a reverse around/across the corner (sometimes from nearside to off side kerb!). They stop, blocking the road, and expect me (and everyone else) to file past them on the off side with no view to the right or what may be approaching. It's not a quiet street anymore and four times a day you're likely to meet the world's fastest Royal Mail van driven by a rabid loon who reckons he could teach that cheeky upstart Lewis Hamilton a thing or two.
Parking just around the corner on Saturday a learner nearly side swiped the Mazda too. Only the accompanying passenger (not a driving school car) grabbing the wheel saved the side of my shiny motor.
Okay so general rant about leaner type stuff. But ooooooooh!
It really grinds my gears
With steering wheels and seats adjustable in a multitude of directions you would need to have a physical abnormality to need to sit so close.
Admittedly there will be some who do, this is not about them, but why do I see so many driving schools teaching a driving position which offers sod all control over steering and a look of abject terror?
Is it due to sloping bonnets?
Why do men manage the ten to two hands with arms bent at the elbow to give a comfortable yet controlled steering position? Are so many women too feeble to reach the steering wheel?
And while I'm at it, every time I leave my house I have to wait for a learner to finish a reverse around/across the corner (sometimes from nearside to off side kerb!). They stop, blocking the road, and expect me (and everyone else) to file past them on the off side with no view to the right or what may be approaching. It's not a quiet street anymore and four times a day you're likely to meet the world's fastest Royal Mail van driven by a rabid loon who reckons he could teach that cheeky upstart Lewis Hamilton a thing or two.
Parking just around the corner on Saturday a learner nearly side swiped the Mazda too. Only the accompanying passenger (not a driving school car) grabbing the wheel saved the side of my shiny motor.
Okay so general rant about leaner type stuff. But ooooooooh!
It really grinds my gears
Edited by Six Fiend on Monday 26th March 16:29
markmullen said:
Working selling cars I go out pretty frequently with women driving, I find the main issue is that the majority of women need to see the front of the car, the furthest point of the bonnet. They do this by sitting is high up and close to the wheel as possible. Men on the other hand are happy just to acknowledge that its somewhere in front and so sit low and further back.
I understand this might be related to differences in the way male and female brains work but I'm not a psychologist so that might be bollox.
I understand this might be related to differences in the way male and female brains work but I'm not a psychologist so that might be bollox.
I think the bonnet theory is bang on. Old cars - Minis, early Festers, Escorts, Datsuns etc all had straight enough wings and bonnet which could be seen. Modern cars are all slopes and getting to know roughly where it is.
Big cars much the same. My E34 BMW was the best, well, next to the Capri although one needed binoculars to see to the end of the wings. Modern cars have more sloping going on and the end is harder to see.
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