Trucker crosses Gore zone
Truck crosses the Gore zone probably in an attempt to save a few seconds and by-passes maybe 10 cars. Nearly hits a BMW merging into the highway.
Truck crosses the Gore zone probably in an attempt to save a few seconds and by-passes maybe 10 cars. Nearly hits a BMW merging into the highway.
How difficult is it to indicate a turn? It takes half a second and the stalk is literally at your left hand.
I wouldn't have committed to my lane change if I had seen theirs activated.
Not sure if it was a lapse in judgment, if he was rushing to get to his next Uber pick up or obtained his driver's licence from the bottom of a cereal box but silver Honda Civic (DCAD 589) made an idiotic left turn.
Never knew that right lanes are for left turns.
You know what rubs my rotors?
Three people in ONE HOUR who apparently forgot blind spots exist!
First guy changes lanes like, “Eh, I’m sure nobody’s there!” Buddy, LOOK!
Then ten minutes later, driver number two does the exact same thing! At this point, I’m thinking, “Okay, maybe it’s just bad luck.”
BUT THEN DRIVER NUMBER THREE SHOWS UP! This guy is speeding, flying around like he’s qualifying for the Indy 500, changing lanes recklessly, and apparently checking his blind spot was NOT on the schedule!
THREE TIMES! ONE HOUR!
Checking your blind spot takes ONE SECOND! One little glance could prevent an accident, but apparently that’s asking for too much. At this rate, I’m not driving on the highway—I’m playing Dodge the Idiot!
Awkward intersection to be in, but nonetheless, patience should be a priority. As shown in the video, there was 2 left turns, one turning into a residential street and the other turning into O'Connor Drive.
I'm waiting to turn left into the residential street and so was a Royal Taxi Accessible vehicle. I waited for the pedestrian to cross and as she finished crossing I observed additional vehicles turning into the street I was on in the opposite direction.
I decided to exercise patience and wait as I felt that it was unsafe for me to proceed with my left turn. Royal Taxi #2371 (DHRB 907) from behind my vehicle crosses the dividing yellow line in order to make the same left turn I had intended to make also impeding oncoming traffic as the vehicles turned into the street in the opposite direction.
I managed to meet up with Royal Taxi #2371 at another intersection where we had a verbal exchange. Royal taxi driver was upset at the fact that I didn't proceed with my left turn because he felt that I could have made the turn earlier. I was upset at the fact that he drives for work transporting others and the driver is showing lack of care for traffic laws and the safety of others, especially his potential passengers.
You know what rubs my rotors?
Ordering a black dark roast coffee and somehow ending up with a regular—cream and sugar included. I even checked the lid. Big scribbled "B" right on top. You know... the universal Tim Hortons symbol for black.
So imagine my surprise when I'm already down the road, take a sip, and realize there's cream in it. I'm lactose intolerant! That's not a fun little plot twist; that's a countdown timer.
By the time I discovered it, I was already too far away to turn around and get it fixed. And the worst part? This isn't even the first time it's happened. At this point, ordering a black coffee shouldn't feel like spinning a roulette wheel.
Honestly, I can't wait for Dunkin' Donuts to finally make its way to Canada, because a black coffee shouldn't require detective work to figure out what's inside the cup.
You know what rubs my rotors? Drivers who look at a clearly marked intersection and think lane assignments are more of a "choose your own adventure" than actual traffic rules. This grey sedan rolls up in the middle lane, where every reasonable person expects traffic to go straight, and then suddenly decides, "You know what? I'm turning left."
Folks, the left-turn lane is for left turns only. That's literally why it exists. It's not a decorative suggestion, it's the lane specifically built for the thing you're trying to do. When you turn left from the middle lane, you're basically announcing to everyone around you that planning ahead was just too much work today.
And then everybody else has to play a fun little game called "Guess What This Driver Is About To Do." Spoiler alert: nobody wins. If your turn requires crossing lanes, surprising other drivers, and making traffic question reality, you probably weren't in the correct lane to begin with.
Was driving along the 401 to 403 ramp one day and observed this plate. Looks like a fake but I figured plates are produced in succession which would make this plate a wild coincidence. Thoughts?
You know what rubs my rotors? Drivers who treat a highway exit like it's the last helicopter out of an action movie. We're cruising along, the exit lane is right there, and suddenly Captain Commitment realizes, "Oh no, that's MY ramp!" Then comes the aggressive lane dive, the horn, the cutoff, and the complete abandonment of common sense.
There's an old saying: "Good drivers miss their off ramp sometimes, but bad drivers never do." And wow, some people take that as a personal challenge. A good driver misses the exit, takes the next one, and loses maybe three minutes. A bad driver risks causing a collision because apparently their GPS is a legally binding contract.
Congratulations, you made the exit. The rest of us almost made the evening news.
You know what really rubs my rotors?
People who think their car horn is some kind of magical traffic-control device.
So there I am, approaching an intersection on a bright sunny day. And when I say bright, I mean the sun was shining with the intensity of a thousand high beams. I couldn't see the right-turn arrow because apparently the traffic signal and the surface of the sun had entered into a strategic partnership.
Now, most normal people would think, "Gee, if I can't clearly see the signal, maybe I should stop and make sure it's safe."
Apparently that's where I went wrong.
Because behind me was a Grey Hyundai driver who had apparently already solved the mystery of the universe and knew exactly what every traffic signal in the city was doing.
The second I stop to make sure it's safe—
HONK!
Oh, thank goodness!
Why didn't I think of that?
The horn!
Of course!
That completely eliminated the sun glare, revealed the hidden turn arrow, calculated the traffic patterns, and provided me with a full weather forecast.
I should've known that a horn isn't just a warning device. It's actually an advanced optical instrument.
But then it gets better.
Rather than waiting the extra three seconds it took to verify the intersection was safe, our impatient hero decides to swing around me and cut directly in front of my vehicle.
Because if there's one thing that says "safety first," it's aggressively passing someone who stopped because visibility was poor.
And for a brief moment, we nearly became part of the same insurance claim.
The best part?
The Hyundai driver got ahead of me by approximately half a car length before we both ended up heading toward the same road.
Congratulations.
You risked a collision to save enough time to hear maybe two extra notes of your favorite song.
You know what really rubs my rotors?
People who mistake impatience for driving skill.
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Looking forward to all the hate or love from here. Your comments make me a better driver.