05-21-2019, 04:04 AM
(05-20-2019, 03:09 AM)jermo47_imp Wrote: I am going to necro this thread, but its okay because i started it.
I moved to florida from washington state a little over a year ago and holy crap the drivers here are bad. that doesnt really have any bearing on changing the sprockets but I ordered a 16 tooth for the front to try out the 16/43 setup. liked the 17/43 im pretty confident the 16/43 will only be more enjoyable but will report more once i get it all installed. waiting on tires right now, the original BT45s (or 54s, i cannot remember) made it 17,000 miles. putting on the angel GTs, so once all thats done (hopefully this week) ill pop on the new 16 tooth sprocket and good hoon around a bit.
In the 80s when we vacationed in Florida near Fort Lauderdale we found the drivers to be bad.
On the freeway everybody speeded. If you left a space between you and the car in front of you, the cars on either side of you would both try to fill it.
At a gas station I had just finished pumping and got into my car. As there was a car in front of me I waited. The lady behind me laid on the horn. I looked back at her and pointed to the car in front of me. She continued honking. I motioned to her to back up so I could move out. She refused and continued honking until the car in front of me and I left.
Back then if you made a turn off Federal onto Commercial there was a railway track half a block away and a red light just beyond that. There are no warning signals or gates at the tracks. As nobody in southern Florida ever leaves a space in traffic, one day the train hit a fuel truck parked on the tracks. The explosion and fire killed a number of people.
The railway put up signs on the charred posts at the side of the road not to stop on the tracks. Despite the deaths, signs and charred posts people still parked on the tracks.
The opposite of the impatient drivers are the elderly in their huge cars: Cadillacs, Lincolns, etc. On a quiet side street in Deerfield Beach I watched as a little old lady dawdled along and bumped into a little old man as he waited at a stop light. Both got out of their big expensive cars, looked at them, had a pleasant chat, and drove away.