So, I'm driving home from downtown Baltimore; I'm on I-83 heading north. Anyone familiar with I-83 into/leaving downtown Baltimore will know that there are many underpasses and many hard curves. Speed Limit is 40mph, I usually do around 50mph because right after the curves the speed limit jumps to 50mph and it's up a hill and I hate having to expend all that gas to increase speed going up a hill. So it's been raining like crazy; tornado or something. I get on I83, and I get in the far left lane; I'm going under an underpass around a sharp left and there is a 5-7 car pile up that happened probably a minute before I got there. I drop her into 3rd and apply steady and hard pressure on the brakes (roads are wet...don't want to put too much pressure on the brakes). She stops like a champ; not too much of a noise dive; very controlled (very impressive I might add).
While I'm breathing a sigh of relief from not being a part of the debacle directly in front of me, I hear a heavy car skidding and look in my rear-view mirror. Here comes my best friend, the SUV, doing twice the speed of common sense and now realizing maybe s/he shouldn't be going that fast in the rain around curves (oops!). I think it was a mid 90s suburban; I don't remember. I threw her in first and quickly high tailed it into the left shoulder (he was attempting to swerve to my right to avoid hitting me and the accident, but failed to check and see if there was a car to his immediate right, so then he attempts to swerve left (oops again!)). I watch people run from their cars that are already involved as this monstrous SUV slides sideways into the debacle. (My friend, the SUV, kind of lost control, even with 22s and four wheel drive, which apparently are supposed to defy the laws of physics). Once s/he came to a rest, nestled in the bosom of the accident, I noticed his spinners were indeed still spinning. I let out a slight chuckle, and then again was reverent and thankful I was not involved.
I like my 318is brakes. First time I've ever been scared I wouldn't be able to stop and the car really REALLY surpassed my expectations.
And I should say in the SUV's defense, in my 5-10 minutes I was sitting there, two others joined him, although neither was a fellow SUV.
Drive safely!
While I'm breathing a sigh of relief from not being a part of the debacle directly in front of me, I hear a heavy car skidding and look in my rear-view mirror. Here comes my best friend, the SUV, doing twice the speed of common sense and now realizing maybe s/he shouldn't be going that fast in the rain around curves (oops!). I think it was a mid 90s suburban; I don't remember. I threw her in first and quickly high tailed it into the left shoulder (he was attempting to swerve to my right to avoid hitting me and the accident, but failed to check and see if there was a car to his immediate right, so then he attempts to swerve left (oops again!)). I watch people run from their cars that are already involved as this monstrous SUV slides sideways into the debacle. (My friend, the SUV, kind of lost control, even with 22s and four wheel drive, which apparently are supposed to defy the laws of physics). Once s/he came to a rest, nestled in the bosom of the accident, I noticed his spinners were indeed still spinning. I let out a slight chuckle, and then again was reverent and thankful I was not involved.
I like my 318is brakes. First time I've ever been scared I wouldn't be able to stop and the car really REALLY surpassed my expectations.
And I should say in the SUV's defense, in my 5-10 minutes I was sitting there, two others joined him, although neither was a fellow SUV.
Drive safely!
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not that debacle is much better.