Our house is on an A-road on the outskirts of a village, on a somewhat blind bend.
The road used to be 30mph but some time ago was knocked down to 20. It's definitely brought a welcome reduction in noise from the traffic that does actually respect the signage, however from a safety perspective I personally didn't see the need for this if people stuck to the speed limit. Of course predictably a fair amount of drivers ignored the old 30-limit, and I'd hoped that the new restrictions might at least reduce the ridiculous speed some come through the village; even if it remained in excess of the limit.
Tbh it's absolutely bloody pathetic - the 20 limit signs are at the top of a hill on a long, well-sighted straight on a 50-limit road and there's plenty of time / warning to ease off in good time so you're rolling at 20 when you get there. Of course this doesn't stop people coming through the village at 40 or 50-plus; illustrating just how inattentive / selfish / arrogant many drivers are.
Having to cross this road regularly on a poorly-sighted bend I'm utterly sick of these self-gratification artists endangering my life and I now just tend to keep walking if something appears at excess speed; glaring at the driver. I had one come through so fast a while ago he had to brake to a complete stop to avoid hitting me; while had he been travelling at the limit I'd have been long-gone by the time he passed.
The dickhead envelope was pushed last night by a bloke who must have been doing 50; swerving around me with no effort to slow or acknowledge his twattery as I stopped dead in the middle of the carriageway for fear of being hit. Moments later he had to brake hard to avoid running into the queue of traffic that'd accumulated in front of him...
I was on my way to the shops when this happened; following the main road... his grotty budget soft-roader edging forward in traffic tantalisingly close ahead of me. I nearly lost him but a little bit of a jog saw me reach his vehicle as he sat waiting for the lights to change; so I ventured over and gave a sharp tap on his window with my knuckles. That was enough to make the podgy, feckless knobhead jump out of his skin; and I followed up with few short words and appropriate hand gesture before turning and continuing on my journey.
It appeared that he had his teenage daughter in the car so I wasn't going to make any more of it, and I hope his spineless reaction in the wake of his pathetic driving was shame enough in front of her to reconsider his behaviour in future. Had he been on his own though and made something of it, I'd have delighted in putting him on his arse in the middle of the road.
Life has taken a turn for the worst again recently and I'm struggling as it is; without having to endure the prospect of being seriously injured or killed by these utterly selfish individuals just for daring to cross the bloody road outside my house. I'd dearly love to be able to do something about these utter scumbags, but as usual feel pretty much powerless
The road used to be 30mph but some time ago was knocked down to 20. It's definitely brought a welcome reduction in noise from the traffic that does actually respect the signage, however from a safety perspective I personally didn't see the need for this if people stuck to the speed limit. Of course predictably a fair amount of drivers ignored the old 30-limit, and I'd hoped that the new restrictions might at least reduce the ridiculous speed some come through the village; even if it remained in excess of the limit.
Tbh it's absolutely bloody pathetic - the 20 limit signs are at the top of a hill on a long, well-sighted straight on a 50-limit road and there's plenty of time / warning to ease off in good time so you're rolling at 20 when you get there. Of course this doesn't stop people coming through the village at 40 or 50-plus; illustrating just how inattentive / selfish / arrogant many drivers are.
Having to cross this road regularly on a poorly-sighted bend I'm utterly sick of these self-gratification artists endangering my life and I now just tend to keep walking if something appears at excess speed; glaring at the driver. I had one come through so fast a while ago he had to brake to a complete stop to avoid hitting me; while had he been travelling at the limit I'd have been long-gone by the time he passed.
The dickhead envelope was pushed last night by a bloke who must have been doing 50; swerving around me with no effort to slow or acknowledge his twattery as I stopped dead in the middle of the carriageway for fear of being hit. Moments later he had to brake hard to avoid running into the queue of traffic that'd accumulated in front of him...
I was on my way to the shops when this happened; following the main road... his grotty budget soft-roader edging forward in traffic tantalisingly close ahead of me. I nearly lost him but a little bit of a jog saw me reach his vehicle as he sat waiting for the lights to change; so I ventured over and gave a sharp tap on his window with my knuckles. That was enough to make the podgy, feckless knobhead jump out of his skin; and I followed up with few short words and appropriate hand gesture before turning and continuing on my journey.
It appeared that he had his teenage daughter in the car so I wasn't going to make any more of it, and I hope his spineless reaction in the wake of his pathetic driving was shame enough in front of her to reconsider his behaviour in future. Had he been on his own though and made something of it, I'd have delighted in putting him on his arse in the middle of the road.
Life has taken a turn for the worst again recently and I'm struggling as it is; without having to endure the prospect of being seriously injured or killed by these utterly selfish individuals just for daring to cross the bloody road outside my house. I'd dearly love to be able to do something about these utter scumbags, but as usual feel pretty much powerless
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