Yes, as a matter of fact, it IS my road!!

OK, so it's a "public highway", but at least you could use it correctly. Here are a few hints on how you could at least make my drive better, and right now, I don't particularly care about your point of view.

If you are changing lanes, please use the new fangled things called turn signals before you move over. If your car dates before 1950 you are excused, it's too late for me to talk about arm signals tonight.

If all the other cars on the road have their lights on, turn on yours, otherwise (especially on really rainy days like today) you disappear.



And, if driving in rain makes you nervous, consider: 1) not driving, or 2) moving to somewhere dry. It rains here about 300 days a year, sometimes very hard, it's not a surprise.


Wet pavement produces a lot of spray, if you are traveling too close on dry days it's dangerous ('cause, really, you can't stop) but on wet days, you also can't see. So, with double the dry day's emphasis - BACK the Hell OFF!!!


Flashing lights behind you mean move RIGHT, onto the shoulder if necessary, and slow down to a stop until the emergency vehicle passes - always. If it stays behind you while you pull over, stop, it's likely for you. (Note the buttons on the WSP uniform next time).


Did you know that it is illegal in Washington to drive in the left lane unless you are passing someone? Entering the freeway and immediately crossing over 3 lanes to plant your car at the speed limit in the fast lane is also stupid. All of the people who want to go faster will then do very stupid things to get around you. And, when your self righteous need to control other people's speed causes an accident, you might not be physically involved, but you certainly share moral responsibility. And, why do you care anyway, let the speeders go their way, and pay their fines when they get caught.


And, if you have a deep seated need to go 5 mph below the speed limit, do it in the right lane, period.


Remember the saying - lead follow, or get out of the way? I guess, in brief, just get off my road.