Why do some fools feel that the speed limit is never fast enough? I will admit that I literally find a perverse joy in making sure my speedometer is right on the mark when I'm traveling around my community, expecially if it pisses off the person in back of me. These are the whiners who bitch and moan when the county is out in force doing emphasis patrols and catching these scofflaws right and left. "Oh, why aren't the police out catching the REAL criminals? We're not hurting anyone."
Yeah, right. Since I work in insurance, I see how often speed is involved in traffic accidents. Plenty of people are hurt...or killed because of speed. So that argument doesn't wash. Now, don't get me wrong, I have been known to exceed the speed limit at times on the freeway, especially in certain straight stretches of road (I-5 through the Central Valley in California comes to mind), but this is not my rule. On the arterials around here, the speed limit is generally 35. And these are county roads. Sometimes there isn't a lot of traffic, but that doesn't mean it's okay to do 40 to 50, or to ride my bumper because I choose to do the speed limit.
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