I was headed home in my huckster a few weeks ago and had to make a left turn off of a busy two lane highway. The state has painted a right passing lane on the shoulder so turning traffic doesn't hold up following traffic. I used my turn signals and hand signal, and cars were passing to my right, just as they should. Oncoming traffic was at least 1/4 mile away; plenty of room for me so I started to make my turn. Just as I started moving I heard a horn blasting in my left ear so I hit the brakes. A young girl in a ragtop Mustang went roaring past on my left, half in the lane and half on the shoulder, so the oncoming traffic wisely opted for the ditch. As she went by she raised the middle finger of her right hand to proudly display her I.Q. and was holding a phone to her ear with her left hand. I don't know what she was gripping the tiller with. Just a few more feet and there wouldn't have been enough wood left of that huckster body to build a box to plant me in.
I can just imagine the newspaper headline-"Antique car causes crash on RT. 16."
By the way, those always reliable mechanical brakes didn't seem to care that they were bringing whitewall tires to a screaching halt
I can just imagine the newspaper headline-"Antique car causes crash on RT. 16."
By the way, those always reliable mechanical brakes didn't seem to care that they were bringing whitewall tires to a screaching halt