Q My bad habits on city streets continue on the highway.
A It's Day 2 of drivers confessing their sins, leading off with Bob, who already admitted to multiple sins.
Q I fear harm to me and my shiny Prius. So, I merge onto our NASCAR freeways with sweaty palms. I wait for a gap and will stop in the merge lane until there is one.
Once on the freeway, I move to the commute lane, surprised drivers don't see my sticker and slow to let me in. Cars wouldn't back up behind me if those drivers would just let me over.
In the commute lane I drive prudently, but on heady days I drive the speed limit. I get the admiration of those behind me who flash their lights or pass on the right to get a closer look at me and wave. It's distracting and often I don't notice my exit is next. I signal and immediately change lanes to my exit.
I wish you would tell your readers that by signaling I have the right of way and they should slow to let me over. It is important I don't miss my exit.
Well, that's how I drive. But there's room for us all on the road, good and bad. Isn't that right?
A Signaling doesn't give you the right of way.
Q I am a frequent lane changer but always signal when shifting lanes. One day I turned it on for maybe one blink or two when the light on the police car I had cut off came on. The officer gave me a stern lecture and advised me that I should use my blinkers at least three times before moving over. I have done so ever since.
A Good advice.
Q I've done some bone-headed things. The most recent was about five years ago when I backed out of my parking spot into another car that had already backed out and was getting ready to leave. He honked just before I hit him, but it was too late.
A And ...
Q I was scouring the Valley Fair lot for a parking space when I saw what appeared to be a healthy young woman dodging ahead of me into a handicapped space. She really ticked me off and I got out my cellphone camera to snap her photo and perhaps shame her for this misdeed. As she exited her car, only then did I see her two prosthetic legs. I have vowed ever since to be more forgiving and not so judgmental.
A And ...
Q I often have treated right turns at red lights in the "slow down, but keep going" mode. That is, until one day a dad was walking across El Camino Real with a baby in a stroller. I paused, then prepared to zoom off -- when just behind him came a second child feet from the front of my car. Her startled eyes stick in my memory years later. I now am much more attentive.
A As we all should be.
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