I'm spending a week at Sunderland Uni (MTC) this week so I've been using the A19. It's a friendly little road where everyone likes to get close and exchange niceties on their journeys.
Anyway, coming home tonight I'm in the fast lane doing 60-70 following a line of traffic that's been slowing down and speeding up every mile or so. Then the car ahead of me seemed to stamp on the brakes. I was far enough behind and applied the brakes OK. Then the guy to the left of me decided the juicy big gap I left was too tempting and sped up into it only to find himself heading toward a parked car.
I locked up as he did, then he went left into the slow lane leaving me sideways in the fast lane having gone onto the muck and kissed the barrier. Looking to my right I have traffic coming toward my car at 70 in the dark and I suddenly realise how dangerous this is as they can't see my lights.
5-6 cars swerve into the slow lane and manage to avoid me and my minds racing trying to think what to do. So I stuck my thumb on the horn, thinking they'll maybe hear me even if they can't see me.
Well the next car managed to slow to a crawl and I backed off the muck and got back on the road to get to the next turn off by the american diner/petrol place.
I only have an 8 inch scuff on the front bumper to show for it but it was bloody scary for a minute there.
Anyway, coming home tonight I'm in the fast lane doing 60-70 following a line of traffic that's been slowing down and speeding up every mile or so. Then the car ahead of me seemed to stamp on the brakes. I was far enough behind and applied the brakes OK. Then the guy to the left of me decided the juicy big gap I left was too tempting and sped up into it only to find himself heading toward a parked car.
I locked up as he did, then he went left into the slow lane leaving me sideways in the fast lane having gone onto the muck and kissed the barrier. Looking to my right I have traffic coming toward my car at 70 in the dark and I suddenly realise how dangerous this is as they can't see my lights.
5-6 cars swerve into the slow lane and manage to avoid me and my minds racing trying to think what to do. So I stuck my thumb on the horn, thinking they'll maybe hear me even if they can't see me.
Well the next car managed to slow to a crawl and I backed off the muck and got back on the road to get to the next turn off by the american diner/petrol place.
I only have an 8 inch scuff on the front bumper to show for it but it was bloody scary for a minute there.