07-04-2014, 07:52 AM
RideApart.com (an excellent general motorcycle-content site) has ranked US cities, and nearby Miami has been ranked number one. For road rage!
I don't live in Miami, but in the past few decades Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, and Palm Beach have all merged into a giant megapolis. Surface streets feature optional traffic signals, "Q-Tip" old ^%$&s who can't see much beyond the hood of their cars, and soccer moms in gigantic SUVs that they hope will armor them and their precious younglings against...other soccer moms and Q-Tips.
Adding to the mix are a stunning number of recent immigrants who have as much cultural orientation to be effective and safe drivers on US roads as John Carpenter had for Martian life when he arrived on Barsoom.
I'm not complaining. The first time I took a business trip to NYC my boss was concerned about how I'd handle driving in the Big City. Hah...it was a walk in the park after the Palmetto Expressway at rush hour. That's where a turn signal is a spoor to let the other drivers know to speed up and cut you off. Flip a bird? You'd better be packing...
Sure, I'd love to ride endless country roads with long sweepers and tight twisties. But would it get the blood boiling like dodging coke-crazed construction workers doing 90+ in their Chevy work vans trying to make the free buffet at Diamond Dolls Cabaret? I doubt it.
http://rideapart.com/2014/07/curve-road-rage/
I don't live in Miami, but in the past few decades Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, and Palm Beach have all merged into a giant megapolis. Surface streets feature optional traffic signals, "Q-Tip" old ^%$&s who can't see much beyond the hood of their cars, and soccer moms in gigantic SUVs that they hope will armor them and their precious younglings against...other soccer moms and Q-Tips.
Adding to the mix are a stunning number of recent immigrants who have as much cultural orientation to be effective and safe drivers on US roads as John Carpenter had for Martian life when he arrived on Barsoom.
I'm not complaining. The first time I took a business trip to NYC my boss was concerned about how I'd handle driving in the Big City. Hah...it was a walk in the park after the Palmetto Expressway at rush hour. That's where a turn signal is a spoor to let the other drivers know to speed up and cut you off. Flip a bird? You'd better be packing...
Sure, I'd love to ride endless country roads with long sweepers and tight twisties. But would it get the blood boiling like dodging coke-crazed construction workers doing 90+ in their Chevy work vans trying to make the free buffet at Diamond Dolls Cabaret? I doubt it.
http://rideapart.com/2014/07/curve-road-rage/