I almost feel like I should call this 'coming in from the cold' part deux. A title the late great Paul gave to my very first post on Safe Speed
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Oh no! Is he gunna do one of his long post again?"
Yep! And if your looking down Paul, here I go again

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In one of my first monologs on Safe Speed, amongst other things, I remember mentioning long distance drivers and how they are most likely to be amongst the best, most experienced, and safest drivers who bless our wonderful land. The lifeblood of our nation if fact, and yet they are the most vulnerable to being zapped!
I can relate to their plight, as indeed I suspect others will here, who also make long journeys in their work or just to go somewhere nice to offset the shitty work life we all endure, ever more so these days.
Nearly every year for about the past 17 years I go from Birmingham to see my friend who moved to Paignton and my journey down south is much the same story each and every year...
I set off at about 4:00 a.m with the intention of getting to Devon at 7:30ish, to avoid congestion. It's only 186 miles. I've often done well over 500 miles a day in my time, on this and different continents, but it's still a jaunt nonetheless. Believe me, you do not want to get into Devon, on the A380, much later than 7:30ish a.m in the summer.
So I set off nice and steady and once I join the motorway, junction 4 M5 south, I'm doing an indicated 75 mph, (which I know to be just the wrong side of 70mph, according to my Sat Nav), but nothing I should get done for. I keep this up for quite a long time...
It's the same pattern each year: By the time I've been on the road for what seems like an eternity, somewhere near Somerset, I'm head-butting the steering wheel with boredom tiredness and frustration at the senselessness of this modest pace on a big road under safe conditions. I have the windows up and down, stretching my calves to get the blood back up past my knees, I've got the radio on/off and end up listening to something like The Prodigy shouting to myself "I'm a fire starter, twisted fire starter" just to help keep myself alert.
There's virtually nothing on the motorway, I've had three lanes almost to myself for about 100 miles by now and there's only so many stop-breaks and coffee you can drink
at grossly over-inflated motorway station prices before I start to feel this is ridiculous!
So I do the unthinkable... I get up to an indicated 80-85 mph. Now it feels like I'm getting somewhere and is the speed they use in France on exactly the same roads as ours, but I'm in illegal territory now! I have suddenly become a "terrorist" and "murderer" (by gatsos forever's definition).
After about 90 minutes of this sort of journey, almost any experienced driver would realise that not only is it safe to go a bit quicker than 70mph on a motorway under these circumstances but also that it is in both the driver's and everyone else's best interest to get to the destination as quickly as possible - if it's realistic to do so safely of course. Country’s like Germany and France understand this well.
The very safest roads we, or anyone else in the world have, are motorways. I believe that is a fact but correct me if I'm wrong?
So tell me that it's 70 mph in Great Britain because it's the law. Tell me it's 70mph because it's greener than 85 mph. But don't try and tell me it's 70 mph because it's dangerous to go any faster, because that simply isn't the case! If it were, by your account gf, I should have been killed a long time ago - along with all the other suicidal "murderous" "terrorist" continental drivers and speeders.
You know why I think accidents happen on our motorways? Not speed, but lack of concentration and being too close to the vehicle in front! Germany has a law against it and I would back it 100% if it were being introduced here in Britain!
I don't know who is credited for saying it but I totally agree with 'Only a fool breaks the two second rule - and if it's wet then double et'! I find very few people observe this.
I've have had my fill of seeing pain suffering and misery, including RTA's, so here's my version. (Sorry, I'm no Robert Burns) : -
Speed is dangerous, in the wrong place
I'm not here to preach or just save my face
I break the speed limit but I'm safe as can be
the last thing I want is to kill you or me
Do you see that child at the side of the road?
I'd better slow down, as slow as a toad.
That cyclist in front can hear me behind
So I'll slow down, make distance, and be very kind
It looks like a car but if the driver is mean
If it's in the wrong hands it's a killing machine
I don't exclude bikers, for you can kill too
If you ride like a nut, take the adrenaline pill.
Speed kills, it is said, go slow, take your time
If you want to avoid the chancellor’s fine
The law says a figure is all that you need
Nothing else matters, just look at your speed
But I'm safer than you, you slow speed fool
As you trundle along with drink/drugs looking cool
Your type won't be caught in this camera age
You can treat all our roads just as though you're on stage
Your 'audience' loves you, a model citizen
But exceed the speed limit and you're sure to be done.
But don't be deceived by the governments platter
They'll have you believe that speed is the matter.
It suits them well for us to believe.
It lines their pockets as they try to deceive.
Just how many times have they looked like a stinker?
They've fooled us before, hook line and sinker.
Paul Smith fought for right over might, past tense
A posthumous victory for common sense?
Drive safely, use COAST, and we'll all make tomorrow.
Let's all hope for an end to the pain and the sorrow.
gatsos forever - I think you are an idiot. If it were up to you I would be banned from driving! But I wouldn't think twice about helping you if you needed help. Whether we will have a license to enable us to carry on helping you or others for much longer is a different question.
Time will tell. Or as crw might say, time well tell. (bless him)