Slow drivers bug me. They remind me of the most sanctimonious, self-righteous, religious freaks who are just flaunting their holier-than-thou superiority over those of us who have been found wanting. Granted there are times when they are just being poky, like my father does when he really wants to annoy my mother. Case in point: Several weeks ago we were driving back from Tombstone. I was so sleepy I couldnâ€™t see the road in front of me. I pulled off I-10 and turned the car over to my father. Evidently, while I was sleeping, he managed to get the car up around 85 MPH, just a tad over the 75 MPH. speed limit. My mother fussed at him so he slowed down to 55MPH just to make her crazy!
Most often slow drivers fall into several categories:
1. The gray-hair who is driving slow so no one will know he/she has no business driving anymore.
2. The tourist who is just poking around for the heck of it.
3. The illegal who is driving some broken-down vehicle and doesnâ€™t want to be arrested.
4. The working dude who is slowly meandering his pick-up truck to work.
5. And then there is the cautious driver, the one who thinks they are better than the rest of us.
Letâ€™s face it, thereâ€™s not much you can do or say about the poor little gray-hair. That car is their hold on life, literally. Take the keys away from them and youâ€™ve crushed their value as a viable person. It is something every son or daughter is going to face with their parents. Heck, my family got together and took the keys away from my mother ten years ago while she was still in her mid 60â€™s. Why?
My mother drives so fast she is terrifying. We were driving down a long, boring stretch of road outside of Hereford, Texas. I looked over and saw that she was doing 105MPH! I think I may have yelled at her a little, â€śSlow it down!â€ť Needless to say, a few years later, when her oldest grandchild was stopped for doing about 95 along that same stretch of road, my mother expressed her chagrin. Why? Because Rachel managed to get herself ticketed. â€śI am so ashamed that you were caught! Why Iâ€™ve never had a speeding ticket in my life.â€ť Sorry, there was that time in South Carolina where she was stopped doing around 85MPH on I-85. She told the cop the sign said â€ś85,â€ť then informed him her husband had told her the faster she drove the more gas she could save! My sister and I sent him a thank you note! (FYI: My motherâ€™s brother has lost his license several times for too many speeding tickets).