something like this… — logbook Toyota Corolla Runx, 2001
YES yes you ... I'm talking to you ... a man from the top 100) and you are a woman. yes yes, the one that is not in the top 100)) and you are the people with drift2
when did you arrive in an ambulance?
with someone or the heroes of the occasion themselves, although what a celebration it is when you are traveling with flashing lights as a passenger ... and in your head there is house and thoughts ... how to rewind time back! and there is only one question ... "why is this with me ..."
but no, you can’t rewind time and you can’t solve this question or you can solve it, but what’s the point? and you think, but everything did not go the way I wanted. or conceived … not so … and he began to overtake and you … or the pads ended, I thought, but it’s not so terrible, I’ll change it!
or worse… he fired… or worse the enemies . watchdogs
and when everything passes, you are a couple of months, maybe a little more, a little less, you are afraid of everything, you drive carefully, you walk carefully, you don’t say too much, and then you forget ...
and you start again, rush again, faster again, I’m late, again I say a lot ... again like in that old 1993 movie. "Groundhog Day" with Bill Murray...everything repeats. only you're not Bill. and you may not wake up again...
I'm going along the Kemerovo highway, well, it's okay so slowly 120 km / h Avensis overtakes me and to the point. well hurry. I think, well, he will arrive 20 minutes earlier than mine))) but in the end, after 30 km, I see it all decomposed ... into a mess ... I wonder why I was in a hurry ... these 20-40 minutes are not worth human lives ... I looked everyone is alive ... I drove on ... and I was already driving slowly 80 km / h ... and I think I will have time ...
and as one good person told me a long time ago… “MIXâ€
“beautiful and fast cars should drive slowly…â€
then I didn’t understand his phrase… a few years later, standing on an illegal midnight drag, I told him I remember your words… and I understood them… but the meaning. the one that came to the race banged as it should and then slowly beautifully))) carefully ... drove ...
why all this and to the fact that yesterday I visited the HOSPITAL. . when a person falls into a fire ... and burns his whole body, legs, arms! and when his friend calls his mother at 2 a.m. and you see his face and if you hear the reaction of the mother, when 9 out of 10 coming from the doctor with the words well, broke (((or they take it out on a cauldron even more terrible ...
and looking at all this house, horror, fear, tears, disappointment, screams ...
such a moment has come ... that I’m sitting both there and not there ... it’s like you hear those around you and you kind of don’t hear ... and how in that terrible movie ... FEAR appears in your eyes ... for your life, for the lives of your loved ones ...
why am I saying all this and yes, gentlemen ... DO NOT HURRY! LIFE IS MORE EXPENSIVE… after all, it is ONE… and you may not wake up… but you want to live it so much… happily ever after…
Life is too good TO LOSE it!..
respectfully… CAUTION COROLLAZ
p.sy. puzaches and I am your obedient blogger. did not build...
Yes, I have read this one! simple comment there was decided to unsubscribe there!))) catchy story! you read and think, but in reality you do the same, but you should put more pressure on the brake ... you sleep 5 minutes longer in the morning, hoping that you will famously drive through the morning traffic jams and arrive at work on time ... life is so short and priceless ... (((
VovanNumberOne
For some reason, a similar fear has also appeared recently. Somewhere disappeared night trips under 140 … racing around the city, risky maneuvers, etc. There was an understanding that the whole good and happy life can end very quickly due to someone's unjustified risk ...
Usually I don't comment much, usually I just read, but last night I was practically in the center of a potential disaster: everyone in Kemerovo knows that on weekends there is a "like drag" at the airport. Two lanes one way, two the other. There are quite a lot of people who, having parked their cars at the side of the road along those same 402 meters, stand along the distance, mainly at the start. There are a lot of srakers who, not knowing how to drive, fly from the finish line to the start, past the crowd at the maximum speed possible for their buckets, and at the end, pulling the handbrake, turning around ... FSUs people, people don’t want to live ...
And yesterday, bikers arrived in sports ... They rushed back and forth far beyond 100, while raising motes on the rear wheel ... and this was past a crowd of about 100-150 people! And it became really scary for myself, for my girlfriend, for my friends ... the slightest mistake would lead to irreparable ... I insisted that our whole company move beyond the line of parked cars and the bus stop ... I want to live ... And I finally don’t give a fuck that some grinned and they said: "What are you afraid of? They know how to ride! They are self-confident! Everything is fine!" ... And when I just saw their feints, I immediately remembered a recent accident in Novosibirsk, where an experienced biker put a motorcycle on the wheel, went into the oncoming lane, in the forehead foriku ... He also knew how to drive, he was also confident in himself. And only by a lucky chance, he didn’t drag anyone to the other world with him ...
A lot of letters, but it hurt ... Be careful, they are waiting for you at home ...
And that's it…
As for sportbikes in general, every time you see them, an old joke comes to mind:
Bikers are standing at the parade - harleys, long hair, beards, leather jackets. A guy on a sports bike drives up and says:
- Guys, here we are and you are on bikes, but in different parties. Why is that? Let's get acquainted, shall we?
- Why get to know you, you are still new every year ...
VovanNumberOne
For some reason, a similar fear has also appeared recently. Somewhere disappeared night trips under 140 … racing around the city, risky maneuvers, etc. There was an understanding that the whole good and happy life can end very quickly due to someone's unjustified risk ...
Usually I don't comment much, usually I just read, but last night I was practically in the center of a potential disaster: everyone in Kemerovo knows that on weekends there is a "like drag" at the airport. Two lanes one way, two the other. There are quite a lot of people who, having parked their cars at the side of the road along those same 402 meters, stand along the distance, mainly at the start. There are a lot of srakers who, not knowing how to drive, fly from the finish line to the start, past the crowd at the maximum speed possible for their buckets, and at the end, pulling the handbrake, turning around ... FSUs people, people don’t want to live ...
And yesterday, bikers arrived in sports ... They rushed back and forth far beyond 100, while raising motes on the rear wheel ... and this was past a crowd of about 100-150 people! And it became really scary for myself, for my girlfriend, for my friends ... the slightest mistake would lead to irreparable ... I insisted that our whole company move beyond the line of parked cars and the bus stop ... I want to live ... And I finally don’t give a fuck that some grinned and they said: "What are you afraid of? They know how to ride! They are self-confident! Everything is fine!" ... And when I just saw their feints, I immediately remembered a recent accident in Novosibirsk, where an experienced biker put a motorcycle on the wheel, went into the oncoming lane, in the forehead foriku ... He also knew how to drive, he was also confident in himself. And only by a lucky chance, he didn’t drag anyone to the other world with him ...
A lot of letters, but it hurt ... Be careful, they are waiting for you at home ...
Right now, we also have a surge in sports bikes. Yesterday we were walking and three bikes flew by. the speed is not something like a slice of 100. a slice of 150 in appearance as they went to the point. most of all, one surprised, struck. I don’t know how to say it. the first riding bike rode with a female passenger without a helmet. flew like this all evening. I don't understand how it's possible. I'm afraid to drive in a car without seat belts.
VovanNumberOne
For some reason, a similar fear has also appeared recently. Somewhere disappeared night trips under 140 … racing around the city, risky maneuvers, etc. There was an understanding that the whole good and happy life can end very quickly due to someone's unjustified risk ...
Usually I don't comment much, usually I just read, but last night I was practically in the center of a potential disaster: everyone in Kemerovo knows that on weekends there is a "like drag" at the airport. Two lanes one way, two the other. There are quite a lot of people who, having parked their cars at the side of the road along those same 402 meters, stand along the distance, mainly at the start. There are a lot of srakers who, not knowing how to drive, fly from the finish line to the start, past the crowd at the maximum speed possible for their buckets, and at the end, pulling the handbrake, turning around ... FSUs people, people don’t want to live ...
And yesterday, bikers arrived in sports ... They rushed back and forth far beyond 100, while raising motes on the rear wheel ... and this was past a crowd of about 100-150 people! And it became really scary for myself, for my girlfriend, for my friends ... the slightest mistake would lead to irreparable ... I insisted that our whole company move beyond the line of parked cars and the bus stop ... I want to live ... And I finally don’t give a fuck that some grinned and they said: "What are you afraid of? They know how to ride! They are self-confident! Everything is fine!" ... And when I just saw their feints, I immediately remembered a recent accident in Novosibirsk, where an experienced biker put a motorcycle on the wheel, went into the oncoming lane, in the forehead foriku ... He also knew how to drive, he was also confident in himself. And only by a lucky chance, he didn’t drag anyone to the other world with him ...
A lot of letters, but it hurt ... Be careful, they are waiting for you at home ...
golden words yuri venediktovich)
these words are especially familiar to me:
I insisted that our whole company move behind the line of parked cars and the bus stop ... I want to live ... And I finally don’t care that some grinned and said: “What are you afraid of? They know how ride! They are confident! Everything is fine!"...
VovanNumberOne
For some reason, a similar fear has also appeared recently. Somewhere disappeared night trips under 140 … racing around the city, risky maneuvers, etc. There was an understanding that the whole good and happy life can end very quickly due to someone's unjustified risk ...
Usually I don't comment much, usually I just read, but last night I was practically in the center of a potential disaster: everyone in Kemerovo knows that on weekends there is a "like drag" at the airport. Two lanes one way, two the other. There are quite a lot of people who, having parked their cars at the side of the road along those same 402 meters, stand along the distance, mainly at the start. There are a lot of srakers who, not knowing how to drive, fly from the finish line to the start, past the crowd at the maximum speed possible for their buckets, and at the end, pulling the handbrake, turning around ... FSUs people, people don’t want to live ...
And yesterday, bikers arrived in sports ... They rushed back and forth far beyond 100, while raising motes on the rear wheel ... and this was past a crowd of about 100-150 people! And it became really scary for myself, for my girlfriend, for my friends ... the slightest mistake would lead to irreparable ... I insisted that our whole company move beyond the line of parked cars and the bus stop ... I want to live ... And I finally don’t give a fuck that some grinned and they said: "What are you afraid of? They know how to ride! They are self-confident! Everything is fine!" ... And when I just saw their feints, I immediately remembered a recent accident in Novosibirsk, where an experienced biker put a motorcycle on the wheel, went into the oncoming lane, in the forehead foriku ... He also knew how to drive, he was also confident in himself. And only by a lucky chance, he didn’t drag anyone to the other world with him ...
A lot of letters, but it hurt ... Be careful, they are waiting for you at home ...
“Be careful, they are waiting for you at home…â€
Damn, it hit the goosebumps!
For some reason, a similar fear has also appeared recently. Somewhere disappeared night trips under 140 … racing around the city, risky maneuvers, etc. There was an understanding that the whole good and happy life can end very quickly due to someone's unjustified risk ...
Usually I don't comment much, usually I just read, but last night I was practically in the center of a potential disaster: everyone in Kemerovo knows that on weekends there is a "like drag" at the airport. Two lanes one way, two the other. There are quite a lot of people who, having parked their cars at the side of the road along those same 402 meters, stand along the distance, mainly at the start. There are a lot of srakers who, not knowing how to drive, fly from the finish line to the start, past the crowd at the maximum speed possible for their buckets, and at the end, pulling the handbrake, turning around ... FSUs people, people don’t want to live ...
And yesterday, bikers arrived in sports ... They rushed back and forth far beyond 100, while raising motes on the rear wheel ... and this was past a crowd of about 100-150 people! And it became really scary for myself, for my girlfriend, for my friends ... the slightest mistake would lead to irreparable ... I insisted that our whole company move beyond the line of parked cars and the bus stop ... I want to live ... And I finally don’t give a fuck that some grinned and they said: "What are you afraid of? They know how to ride! They are self-confident! Everything is fine!" ... And when I just saw their feints, I immediately remembered a recent accident in Novosibirsk, where an experienced biker put a motorcycle on the wheel, went into the oncoming lane, in the forehead foriku ... He also knew how to drive, he was also confident in himself. And only by a lucky chance, he didn’t drag anyone to the other world with him ...
A lot of letters, but it hurt ... Be careful, they are waiting for you at home ...
this is for sure, and the main thing is that everyone understands this and does it anyway
It is most important! I myself sometimes go fast, and then I think why, where to rush ...
A sad topic, for that the most natural truth!
The main thing is not to forget about it!
Well done for writing, otherwise it is really forgotten! flying! and for what? It really isn't worth the extra 10 minutes!
I support 10,000%, it is very correctly said "... but the meaning. The one who came to the race banged as it should and then slowly beautifully) neatly ... drove ..."
Our people do not understand that the road is not a racing track, that anything can happen here, and the car is not a racing car with five-point belts and a roll cage... If you want to drive, go to the track, drive as much as you like, but on the road, you have to be careful, attentive and with your head!
You know that you can go through a turn at 100 km / h, but what for it is necessary, you drive along it 60 km / h, because to whom will you prove this that I can, to myself? is it needed? Everyone will be calmer for you and your loved ones, because they need you. and let these extra maneuvers remain on the special. prepared tracks.
PS Better at 12 at home than at fifteen to 12 at the morgue (c)
I hope that they will run out)
and "cultivated" primates will evolve for the better)
or the fuck will die out)
evolution takes millennia, you dream that everything will change in 2 years. However, you are an optimist dreamer) although ... you need to believe in something)))
shhhh! ! !
Why are you spreading such important information? ) )
let them sit in ignorance! the more that die out, the better)
Yes, I love people
Aaaah… save yourself, who can! Buckwheat has already been bought up - now it's time to buy bananas!
I hope that they will run out)
and "cultivated" primates will evolve for the better)
or the fuck will die out)
is human nature terrible?.. it’s just that a person is a slightly cultivated primate who needs to devour, procreate and have fun… so the hellish drive belongs to the latter;)
uh… what will happen in 2012?.. run out of bananas? ;)
you are right, and there is still a question that has not yet been answered ...
why do people get so EVIL and BRUTAL when driving?
even seemingly kind people ... rage behind the wheel, and are literally ready to tear apart the participants in the movement.
WHY?
maybe because human nature is terrible?
after all, just think how many percent of all of us live with show-offs ... live with the goal of endless competition ... a wheelbarrow is cooler, faster, a dog of a fashionable breed and so on ...
I look forward to 2012 with childish naivety)
Here you read and think that yeah ... you have to restrain yourself, you have to drive 60 in the city and 90 on the highway. But you approach the car, start the engine and the hellish driver wakes up, who says "don't trudge like a pensioner, come in quickly turn, go around that sucker, catch up with that hurried man and show who's the boss" ... what the hell can you do about it ... just at least deforce the engine
It's nice to read all these words of understanding of reality, but I have more and more began to come to the conclusion that right now everyone is working to buy a fast car and drive drive drive drive.
"PS Better at 12 at home than at fifteen minutes to 12 in the morgue (c)" - golden words from Johnni
Well, after all, there are those who think adequately =)
Well done, well written ...
there is something to think about and something to comprehend.
The main thing is not to be too late.
May God bless everyone on the road!
I fully support! In winter, I generally try not to ride more than 80-90. I don’t care, there is snow, there is no snow ... As I change shoes, my rule is no more than 80-90. And in general, I once saw a banner on the bridge with the following slogan: "You go fast, they slowly carry you"
As they say, go quieter, wake up further! And I don't understand why the rush. To drive on the highway with exorbitant speeds, in my opinion, is stupid, you need to drive at a speed with which you will be comfortable and with which you can handle in an emergency!
I lost my friend myself =(((Therefore, do not play with * Death *
Do not rush dear! Take care of yourself and your loved ones! Especially when they are next to you, when YOU are driving!
a very correct post ... I remembered the army. brother ... how I told my mother ... everything ... thanks for the post
on CADE he laid out the car himself, and after a couple of weeks at the same place he delivered a man from the car ... thank God he is alive
I was pleased that, in spite of everything, you have House in your head, and not chaos)
You need to take everything with humor - even such shocks. Doctor House will help us here, but there is no need for chaos)
Yes brother you are right!
Thanks for the post, I hope it helps someone.
Thank you again and take care of yourself for your loved ones too!
KRASNODAR, 3 a.m., VAZ-2108, 5 people in a car, we are driving 40 km / h, and then out of the corner of my eye I notice how a car is flying at me on two wheels (the car has turned on its side) right at my door, carving sparks from the asphalt of a car (later found out 2108)? HIT?
I open my eyes - LIVE - FRIENDS LIVE!
And only after a couple of days I begin to remember how my whole life flew before my eyes in those seconds.
GUYS DO NOT FUEL
keep in mind, in this case, you should come to the conclusion BEFORE, and not DURING ... well, after that you won’t worry at all
I have a wheel at a speed of 120 on the highway at 3 a.m. I’m glad that it went down, and didn’t burst abruptly, and it was not very pleasant) I was driving back behind a truck at a speed of 80 =) and more recently I was almost thrown into a ditch at 140, and another time I almost didn’t stay between two trucks on the highway, and just recently I almost caught a head-on due to the fact that they prevented me from completing overtaking ... probably it’s time to really think about it ...)
Good post!
the older we get, the less reckless we are, because We understand what can come of it!
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I became less reckless with passengers! but when I myself can not restrain myself in any way,
but without risk to others!
When my father taught me to drive at the age of 14, he said: "A real driver is a bit of a psychic, he must guess in advance about the actions of others." This is to say that in our life what is not yourself, so you ... Prudence and prudence first of all, but you can go 40 and the KAMAZ will move in half ...
There are two ends here and you can’t get away from fate, I myself never tried to drive fast, I adhered to the phrase “beautiful and fast should drive slowlyâ€, and at the moment I press the pedal, I try to remember those close to me who love and who have me alone. For 26 years, I have seen a lot of things, but it turns out that if you are not, then you are ...
maksblmko
good post… but such thoughts seem to me to come only with age (… which means it’s too late.
it's not about age ... I'm young (only 23), hot-tempered, etc. ... (albeit without my own supercar) the driver is completely reluctant to drive and throw out show-offs ... and on my transport these will be VERY CHEAP show-offs, that is, the most common!
calm evening... you are sluggishly rolling home... and it seems the road is wide, empty and... treacherous! pedal deeper, acceleration, excitement, okay, now I’ll calmly take a turn to the right and swing further enjoying the breeze from the open window… fuck, this hole wasn’t here yesterday… it threw up, side skid, a spectacular somersault over the curb… but no one will see it, dear but the oncoming roadside, a pillar, a tin can… and you are an idiot (I’m talking in context, not about the author of the post or others noted in the post)… who allowed himself too much, was distracted by just a couple of seconds, exceeded by only 30-40 km… wallow in a pile of metal that you loved very much and boasted about it, which, when they find you and try to pull it out, will change to a piece of wood ... you will hear the tears of your mother, children, friends fall on the lid ... a handful of earth ... everything.
under a layer of soil, your regrets, thoughts and desires do not matter, they do not affect anything ... so think ahead!
and thank you that the road was empty and you did not leave other people's children as orphans ...
DON'T BE IDIOT! YOU SHOULD CONTROL THE ROAD, NOT THE ROAD YOU!
I think it really comes with age, it's just that this age is different for everyone.
I, after I turned 19, began to somehow look at the world differently, began to listen to different music, began to drive more calmly.
And recently, I was driving home with a friend, somewhere around 11 at night, I was driving calmly at 50 kilometers per hour, and then a BMW 5-ka E34 bypasses me at good speed, stops at a traffic light, I drove up and stood next to me and what was our another surprise when we saw that an adult man of 40-45 years old was sitting behind the wheel. As soon as the yellow light turned on, it set off with a whistle and disappeared, and we continued on our unhurried movement.
A man is over 40 years old and he still has his childhood playing in one place!
Thanks to the author for the article, sometimes it’s useful to read this!
Good luck to everyone on the road.
Drive carefully! )
good post… but such thoughts seem to me to come only with age (… which means it’s too late.
I think such posts should be read in driving schools. It will be very useful than any garbage. Himself adhere to the principle of "beautiful and fast must go slowly." Here on a special track - another matter! Skated and quietly to the garage.
+1 I flew before.
Now I try to drive more often and more calmly. Life is more expensive)
So plus 100 to the post.
During this summer, two acquaintances were severely killed, one to death. The second miraculously survived.
And everything from the fact that they flew, both of them are a couple of years younger than me, and all my thoughts about stopping flying did not lead to anything.
It is a pity that only after one realized, and the second cannot be returned (
massive responsibility - and we'll all make it home!
albeit late due to a traffic jam, a delay because we still stopped at the STOP sign, and so on ... even a day late - the result is important here!
and the result is that tomorrow you will wake up with your loved one next to you, trample through traffic jams again to work, and in the evening, having bought a small trinket, giving it, you will enjoy the smile in front of you!
when you see such accidents, you want to drive in silence for several minutes, some kind of emptiness appears.
and you begin to appreciate every second of life.
Unfortunately, not everyone thinks about it, and risk not only their lives.
ps yes, sometimes it's hard to resist, so as not to exceed the speed, we all often do it, but you need to adequately and reasonably assess the situation, and not madly succumb to the action of adrenaline in the blood.
Yes, yes, comrades, sometimes you need to read such posts, a little hot heads are cooled. I myself got into an accident only due to the fact that I was rushing somewhere.
you go to the green and some kind of reptile in front of your nose on the red one flies by to deprive everyone of the rights! and drivers as astronauts to prepare
IM trying thank you! get through... to people... yes, I'm a drop in the ocean, but someone has to start... after all, among all this madness, haste, there is one small but! people forget about it! THERE IS ONLY ONE LIFE
eh. how familiar all this is ...
"beautiful and fast cars should drive slowly ..." - a month ago I didn’t attach any importance to this phrase, but now it’s impossible to return a beautiful girl ... this word is more than words ... and how sad that we used to did not understand this.
I recommend to many people to watch this film... and share it with loved ones... far away, friends and enemies! and perhaps the kingdom of demolished pillars and heaps of bloodied metal with the remains of the insides will not count in its ranks the next victim of recklessness!
nauseating words? - But these are just words.
In Ukraine, there have recently been a couple of accidents in which the children of influential deputies died. One died in a BMW on the highway (not driving), when they caught up with a passing Kamaz. Speed ​​for 200! Little is left of the car. The second on the Lehus in the city in a pole and caught fire.
Moms and dads began to talk about evil competitors and adjustments of these accidents. And later an article was published (I don’t remember where), in which they laughed at such statements, etc., etc. And at the end they said: "If a person started the game with death, then he must be prepared for the fact that sooner or later he will lose!"
I also often remember that traffic rules are written in someone else's blood and you shouldn't check it.
PS The film Unguessed is circulating on the net. Cruel but true. And well cools the desire to drive.
I agree that two people are always to blame for an accident ...
but it was written to the fact that you don’t know where you will meet this accident ... You can drive fast, only carefully ... or you can slowly, but f*****, how not neat !
about the major on forik ... hmm, yes ... we are bullies fuck us ... the dough is immeasurable ... everything is possible ...)))
1. "on my hood, windshield, and then on the roof reinforcement ..." - one can assume, of course, this is not a fact that someone has obviously forgotten about the concept of "distance". 2. well, of course, you are a major on a subic, and he is "handsome, on a fucking avenue" ... not a fucking Aveo, but drove a
kritin ...
75 km / h flies in the ass" - and here I lost where the "closedness" of the site disappeared.
4. "You can drive fast, but if you know" ... you will never know:
4.1. who drives towards you or in another direction, maybe he thinks he can;
4.2. that you can corny get a wheel break and xs how to develop further;
4.3. if you want quickly and with respect from others - be patient,
do not take this comment as an insult or an attack, but many of the things you said are very contradictory)))
quieter you go further buesh ... or not buesh ...
except that last summer I was driving with a girl she showed me, well, in short, it doesn’t matter what, but the fact is the right lane speed is 40 km and a gazelle racer flew into me ... ass + the whole right side, pressed against the bump stop. issue price of 211 thousand rubles ... still pays (withholds from wages).
another story I mean food for repairs (valve cover gaskets leaked), only> 2 thousand revolutions of such a stink in the cabin: a nightmare. Food means around the ring in the far right lane and bang! on my hood, windshield, and then on the roof, fittings from a gazelle in front of me arrive! good glass survived! a blow right in the middle of the driver ... the repair cost is 61 thousand rubles ...
still standing at the crossroads stupid traffic jam, stupidly in the middle of the road no one can pass! and next to me is the same handsome man, standing parallel to me on a fucking avenue, only in the opposite direction, decides to THINK! TURN UP! well, of course, he rubbed his whole left side against me ... xs what is it called ...
now the car is not even taken for a commission!
I just bought a8 4.2 (was) from my father, I stood at the office in a closed area for a week, there was no time to insure, When I insured, I wrote out insurance from the next day (saved)))) and so the time was 23.00 the site, my father was in the car, I also drove ... drinking cognac in the front seat (washing the insurance!) ... at a speed of 75 km / h, a Kamaz loaded with metal flies into the ass! the car was locked up ... but the insurance was still received by hook or by crook ...
Why all the lyrics ... everyone writes that they drove, but it didn’t matter, but now I’m scared for myself ... but for other road users, pedestrians, it’s not scary ?!
or I’ll supposedly drive 60 km, everything will be good, only at this time I’ll write an SMS, surf the internet, watch a movie, etc. You
can drive fast, but if you know that you don’t know how to drive fast or when driving fast, you are rushing to exploits and tricks , then you need to remember accidents and responsibility in the event of an accident ... and immediately the desire disappears ...
correct post! completely agree with the author! For example, I always (almost) travel with my wife and child. And sometimes I'm scared how others drive! In Armenia, especially - who was - he will understand, for those who have not been, I will just say here, first "buy" a car, and then "buy or get a birthday" rights - this is normal! only pretzels such every second. And no matter how the birthday becomes a day ... well, they themselves understood. 90 out of town! 60 in settlements and nothing else (even if one). And let all sorts of Tazy, Mercedes overtake you ... Life is much more expensive! (author's words)
PS even the limiter did not remove ...
ufff ... that's what it means to "read diagonally fluently." The first proposal was first accepted as a starter to me. :)
I am glad that many have become smarter. Many, but not all.
I will be banal, once again I will give an example from our site. The guy was registered on the drive. He constantly boasted about his races around the city and fines. Then - an accident in the city, a mess of metal and meat. The friend was disabled. Got a few more cars. Miraculously, everyone else survived. And what do you think? When they began to talk on the page about the violation of the rules on his part, a flock of friends ran in and threw a banal tantrum with minus everyone and everything, with swearing and screaming. "He was a great guy! He felt great car! Hands off his blessed memory!"
Your words, but these "racers" in the ears ...
That's just they indifferently pass by. Yes, and they will laugh at you, calling you a "vomiting vegetable" ... It's a pity that none of them here dared to enter into a discussion.
Great post!
to such a phrase, I'll just say let's meet on the track and see ... which of us is a vegetable)
And as for the racers, I myself once was one of those ... but life changes everything!
and they won’t argue with anyone ... that’s such banality
and when you pass by the fragments of some car, you won’t hear about the “vegetable†either ... because there will be no one to tell ... maybe you will recognize the name from the wreath of the one who kept silent
speed anywhere - depending on the situation, limiting yourself strictly to 60 in the city does not work out, sometimes you can do a little more ... the main rule is to know for yourself and the car a safe speed, and take it below it ... then there are more chances that you can handle an emergency situations.
Your words, but these "racers" in the ears ...
That's just they indifferently pass by. Yes, and they will laugh at you, calling you a "vomiting vegetable" ... It's a pity that none of them here dared to enter into a discussion.
Great post!
I used to also drive as if not normal, then apparently matured or gained my mind, I don’t know! Maybe it's just that I have such hobbies as karting and not frequent trips to the Northern Loop track (I was just going to the end of September again)
It's a pity, it's a pity for people who end their lives like this! I don't want anyone to be in this situation.
Do you write golden words here ... or bloody ones? Everyone knows the answer to them, but sometimes they often forget about the simple and necessary (
Is 20 minutes more expensive than the rest of your life? Sports-sports, tuning-tuning, racing-racing, and safety-safety!
Never drove or exceeded the speed limit unless absolutely necessary. Yes, I can drive fast, the car is also not from "civilian", but why prove something ... Who needs it?
Take care of yourself and those around you, do not argue on public roads in the speed indicators of your cars. Life is more precious!
Here is an example of responsibility! a trifle, but perhaps this is what saved someone's legs, head from moving ... thank you, that indifference is alien to you!
Mish, I have long been for a quiet ride. After the accident, I began to look at the world in a completely different way ... I used to visit our races. And then it hit me like an electric shock. There were two on the line, one on the eight (maybe nine, it doesn’t matter, the main thing is that the chisel) ... We turned on the gears, one was the first, and the one on the back of the chisel !, well, the boy missed ... There was a crowd of people around, girls, guys ... And no one moves, no one cares, no one even thought from this crowd that there would be a signal now and the car would jerk back! I don’t remember how I broke through the crowd and shouted that they shouldn’t start ... In short, everything worked out, but after that I didn’t have a foot in the illegal!
And I drive myself so as not to create emergency situations. Thanks for the post!
The worst thing is that such scum racers often suffer from innocent people who, by a fatal accident, get in their way.
Is a fleeting brovada worth someone's life?
I could not get past the goosebumps and at night there is something to think about
I don’t know how “Did you take a person to the operating room?â€, But sending him in a hearse or to intensive care is much more likely when driving. you think right. there would be more such drivers and we would not have to drive over bloodied fragments in many cases
My regards for the post. After my accident I write these words before my eyes every laziness sitting behind the wheel. Thank you for the bruises I got off. I do everything to make my driving safer ... (distance, speed, my attention, predictability, contra-car, in the end)
I feel the car very well, its every movement, its trajectories ... its weight. her brakes.
and how it spurs to press. a little bit more... well, a little bit. I have nothing to drive - and thank God ... and I don’t want to ... But do not forget that the limiter must be built into the head ... city ... = 80. Track - 120. First, cut-off - 50, second - 90 ... then fifth and pedal off the gas … — we go 80. =) that's how I sometimes do. limiter. - this is to squeeze out steam from a traffic light on 4 empty rows.
…and then Friday night. I put on the helmet and press the two pedals of the kart… here you can cut it out… and the pedal to the floor…
And in the winter on Feofaniya - to work out driving.
Lord. To me, one old taxi driver in Odessa, to my compliment that she was pleasantly, softly, answered: "Hurry must be justified!" Before you hit the pedal… how do you justify yourself in an accident? Did you take a person to the operating room? Missed your plane?
And on the track, I will advise another method ... I recently returned from Odessa. I didn’t accelerate more than 160 when I drove 185 last year. plots. And so, on average, 140-130 ... But how much the front was overloaded when I braked from an onlooker who left the right lane for 80 km ... This is the only time when I felt that the car's ass was almost slipping ...
Do the following: Overtake a truck that is traveling 90. At a speed of 120. Stop after half an hour to "pee" and smoke. After 10 minutes, this truck will rumble past you. Think about it. Similarly, with a flow of 120 and you - 150 ... The same speed difference. the same time interval. But the probability of slowing down on time and on the necessary trajectory from 120, I think, is 2.5 times more!
Good luck to everyone on the road!
Yes, the "unguessed" is catchy, the authors are literate guys, and maybe even saved some people. Here "respect" sounds without "show-off"
Good post! hooked!
For those who are interested, find the video "inappropriate" in contact, it's very interesting! got me hooked!
for the most part, people understand that it was not necessary to do this in intensive care
, but most often when there is no one to understand
I am very happy ! Yes, maybe my post hooked one or 2 people ... But maybe I saved their lives yesterday after they read the post. who knows…
i crashed on my skye a week ago, there was nothing left of the car, rolled over several times ... there were 2 passengers ... it was the worst Friday night in my life ... thank god everyone miraculously survived ... never thought that I would have to face this ... take care of yourself and loved ones...
A very correct story, and a lot of respect to most of those who answered. The main thing is that your words, guys, do not turn out to be just words in the electronic world. Take care of yourself, have time to live! IMHO...
I hope I got through to someone and at least maybe not 100 or 1000 people thought about it, but 1-2 yes ...
I re-read the comments again, and I see that almost all of them are without "show-offs", which means that your story made many think
I somehow drove in the winter under 200 along the Moscow Ring Road, but then I thought about it, and realized that the smoke in my ass would not bring me to good. the last 1.5 years, no more than 120. You really want to live when you have seen enough of the death of your friends and just people. Adrenaline is certainly cool, no one argues, but it's not worth it.
beautiful and fast cars drive slowly, they have a stiff suspension and heavy steering)
huh ... so I wrote it off, I realized it just recently! PS + another cautious person…
goosebumps ... I
immediately remembered a situation from life.
I remember we are going cheerful, happy after the movie (we watched some kind of comedy, because of even more high spirits), empty Leninsky (MSK), slipper on the floor, music for all ... youth ... all life ahead. What we saw next set me at ease, probably for the rest of my life. There are a lot of flashing lights ahead, traffic police, an ambulance, the Ministry of Emergency Situations full of stopped cars in emergency gangs. At first it seemed that they were all participants in the accident, but when we got closer we saw on the section (there is a section-lawn, a wide one with flowers and advertising billboards) a Mercedes torn in half. None of the passengers survived. I won’t tell you the details of what I saw… even a person with a strong psyche would feel very bad from what he saw…
The rest of the way we drove slowly, without music and were silent.
Now, when I start to start on the road, I always remember that terrible accident - I immediately slow down and try to be more attentive to everything that happens on the roadway.
and I'm a fool, always in a hurry. And I think it will. Sometimes it didn't roll. And the experience was sad. But as soon as he sat down behind the wheel again — sneakers on the floor. It's all work-work. Requires. And I'm being stupid.
After reading this topic in your journal and looking at the "unguessed", I also decided to create a similar topic in the blog.
Since this topic is very relevant and topical!
Smooth roads and take care of yourself!
www.drive2.ru/users/84hum…/288230376151732486/#post
I remember how we drove from Novosibirsk just a month ago, late in the evening no more than 120-130, maybe even less, an Audi A4 drove off the bridge, a young guy about 25 years old was driving, supporting the audio, it is clear that it is in good condition, not tuned, ordinary stock ... but it's not about that. dad saw him, slightly added literally to 140 went into the left lane so that he could go to the right lane, walked around him, drove some distance on the left and switched to the right, continuing to drive about 140. the audi accelerated, caught up with us in the left lane, I looked at him, he looked at me, and put the pedal to the floor ... after 10 minutes, I could see the next bridge and the turn to it, and my heart sank ... the audi drove off the road into a ditch, kept on front right wheel and front bumper and rear rear bumper. did not turn over GLORY GOD, intact, alive, scaredly walked around the circle of the car ... it’s worth thinking ... there were pebbles of a small fraction on the turn ... you can say he was lucky ... and if, God forbid, he skidded and he rolled over onto the roof? .. a few days later I met him at a traffic light ... he was the first, but despite this, he slowly and calmly started and drove off ... and it's not that there were cops there. the fact is that apparently he understood the value of life, and that there is no hurry.
Literally today I saw a head-on accident — a premiere with an epic. On the high-speed section of the route ...
as you wrote - I immediately went slower ...
Of course, there is no need to hurry. You only realize it clearly when it's too late...
We do not value not only our lives, but also the nerves of our loved ones. I can’t imagine what my parents went through when the phone rang at night and they were told that I had an accident, what they went through in those 40 minutes until I came to my senses and called myself, what they went through when they brought me to the hospital in an ambulance, that my girlfriend experienced when I called her and said that I had an accident, what my friends experienced when they arrived at the scene of the accident and saw my car broken down and the ambulance leaving in which they took me away, what my brother and his pregnant wife experienced when they received a call at one in the morning and they said that I crashed when they thought that to death. I can't imagine what my loved ones went through that night. Let the situation in many ways and did not depend on me BUT ...
You horn, you hear. driver.
You horn and don't drive.
Where is that heel, where is that abode?
What is our fate for our sins?
You honk, hear, a little
These crosses, someone's fault
Life, boys - this is the road,
Well. and the length is measured by fate.
Take care of yourself and your loved ones!