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1/3/2024 3:02 pm

"The artful dodger !"

Cars that takeover when you're incapable seem great to me. In the US roughly a million dogs get run over every year.
If you were faced with programming a car capable of sensing and avoiding obstacles, then if it could sense it's not a human but a then why upset the traffic by avoiding it. Just straight ahead and thank AI.
The toyota and I have been careful to not hit anything but there's times I realized I could do better. Like thinking the other drivers are idiots would be a good start. Really you'd have to read minds at times.
A truck is slowing down a little and no indicators and it's just a straight road and I pull around it but as a side road comes up he suddenly puts the indicator on way too late and this leaves me right in the path if he turned off.
Holy shit , but it's okay no drama, but I could do better.
I should have slowed down and stayed behind the truck.
If you arrive a few minutes late you're forgiven but not arriving at all you're missed.
That's what the ad on Tv says.
Fact is I leave seeking conquest.
It's a primordial condition that has to be pandered too.
And driving wildly after leaving the Christmas party full of booze and even if it was a stupid act of fun by the bosses secretary to pull in to illegally overtake me on the wrong side then I would still have awkward questions to answer.
You see just over the coming hill a driver was waiting in the middle of the road to turn off and the double white line says that's illegal and I caught a snapshot of the secretaries jag burning rubber with the brakes fully on just giving me enough room to slip past the upcoming car.
Well I "dinged it" see photo.
We all arrived home uninjured except maybe some cars, mine a severely dented rim from hitting one of those steep gutters and we did have a teet a teet with bumpers. (still on the car outside that I drove as a young man.) There was another one where I was helping a nice couple out of their car that finished up on its side and no other cars around for miles, seems he hit the accelerator too hard , but it was the tyre pressure he explained to me.
Excuses excuses, I had that same old car flat out when a little turbo came up and gave a wave as it disappeared over the horizon. I guess he was doing 120 mph and the road was okay.
Fast enough now days to not get your car back if you get caught.
It gets crushed.
So they sent my new license notifying me that there's nothing on my record. A clean record, OMG I'm just scratching the surface of what really went on.
I scared the shit out of a mate once with my James bond U'ey, leaving us teetering on a cliff edge.
"Maybe you should drive next time !" Was all I could say. Kinda reminds me of golf, "You don't have to write how just how many." We had a lunch after the matches and my caddie laughed as he explained how I played and won the first hole with a shit drive a hook into the deep rough a great recovery to the front of the green then a 40 footer into the hole for par. My opponent bogeying the hole scratching his head about what just happened.
My caddie said to me during the round that he thought my opponent had his father on the bag.
I pulled off a couple of beauties finally getting warmed up after a cold start to win the match.
My grandfather told me he beat the club champion with his rain coat on.
That was with hickory shafts too.
So they bought back a tournament using hickory shafts and gave me a hit with them so I'd get to know how it was for my grandfather.
"There's no forcing them!" they advised me.
I remembered the old club pro who loved those soft balls that didn't go anywhere.
He'd par the course with those things.
Us young k!ds scratched out heads about what was going on.
Later we had "spin skins" that you'd use on a hole where you needed spin.
I guess that was the advantage of those soft balls.