i was driving (my car) and an old fart of a woman, was in front of me...You ain't met my grandma! She darn near kill everyone in the car than kill 1 of those! Trust me, I know 1st hand and glad no one was coming the opposite direction! Then again we Don have many here.
first rule in trucking, among the several hundred thousand first rules in trucking....I won't wreck a car to avoid one, but I will avoid it if I can. I'm sitting here right now watching a pair of young ones chasing each other around a tree.
Moose/Bear = Brick Wallfirst rule in trucking, among the several hundred thousand first rules in trucking....
never try to avoid hitting an animal
run'em over.
however...the safety dept people would also say....
"if however, if you are in "moose country", and you see a moose in the road, or SUSPECT moose are in the area due to SEVERAL signs posted, SLOW DOWN, so the brick wall you hit, will be softer".....
I have a class A with X endorsement. I'm not a "Trucker". And I will avoid hitting anything if I can.first rule in trucking, among the several hundred thousand first rules in trucking....
never try to avoid hitting an animal
run'em over.
however...the safety dept people would also say....
"if however, if you are in "moose country", and you see a moose in the road, or SUSPECT moose are in the area due to SEVERAL signs posted, SLOW DOWN, so the brick wall you hit, will be softer".....
well the idea/thought of nearly all the safety dept people at the various trucking companies i worked at was....hit the animal., to avoid a roll over or other type of accident if you "swerve" to avoid hitting that animal.I have a class A with X endorsement. I'm not a "Trucker". And I will avoid hitting anything if I can.
I have a feeling the 1st rule in trucking, among the several hundred thousand first rules in trucking, is a bit like manufacturers recommending Loc-tite when installing an optic. By which I mean it is quite like the writing on a McDonalds coffee cup " Hot Coffee".
All that to say if you wreck into another vehicle, fly off the road or maneuver your vehicle unsafely trying to miss a squirrel, it means you are an imbecile.
I unavoidably hit a deer with my pickup about 7 years ago. I was maybe going 50 MPH. Damage to the truck was over 5 grand and that was with my cousin, who owns a body shop, doing the work.
If you swerve significantly to avoid hitting a small animal you are an imbecile. You can often slow down, swerve slightly and otherwise maneuver safely. The trick is not to be an imbecile. I mean if you can't you can't, but a good percentage of the time you can. Doing 80 on a major highway while not paying any attention to shite that's up ahead of you, probably not.well the idea/thought of nearly all the safety dept people at the various trucking companies i worked at was....hit the animal., to avoid a roll over or other type of accident if you "swerve" to avoid hitting that animal.
i lived by that too, i had run over a coyote up in ME before the Pisquata (sp?) bride south bound, several deer, and other assorted creatures.
hit a human..?? obviously NO..but if one runs out in front of you at the last minute as in suicidal?
well.........i never had that situation arise in my 40 years.
Odd name for middle eastern fella...
The steel shop I worked at made things for a prison expansion. One inmate did indeed commit suicide by running into a delivery truck. Our driver was shaken and that's how I went through an FBI background check in case I was needed to make other deliveries. I made several guard towers, basically a platform on a perforated tube.well the idea/thought of nearly all the safety dept people at the various trucking companies i worked at was....hit the animal., to avoid a roll over or other type of accident if you "swerve" to avoid hitting that animal.
i lived by that too, i had run over a coyote up in ME before the Pisquata (sp?) bridge south bound, several deer, and other assorted creatures.
hit a human..?? obviously NO..but if one runs out in front of you at the last minute as in suicidal?
well.........i never had that situation arise in my 40 years.
Maybe she thought you was handsome!i was driving (my car) and an old fart of a woman, was in front of me...
yes...yes she did..slam on her brakes to avoid running over that furry tailed rodent.
there weren't enough swear words in 47 languages i used, to scream at her as i later got to pass her.
and she had the mitigating gall, to stare at me..????
Living several years in Alaska I did see a few moose/ car, truck encounters. Not pretty.first rule in trucking, among the several hundred thousand first rules in trucking....
never try to avoid hitting an animal
run'em over.
however...the safety dept people would also say....
"if however, if you are in "moose country", and you see a moose in the road, or SUSPECT moose are in the area due to SEVERAL signs posted, SLOW DOWN, so the brick wall you hit, will be softer".....
I was stationed not to far from that bridge at Pease AFB.well the idea/thought of nearly all the safety dept people at the various trucking companies i worked at was....hit the animal., to avoid a roll over or other type of accident if you "swerve" to avoid hitting that animal.
i lived by that too, i had run over a coyote up in ME before the Pisquata (sp?) bridge south bound, several deer, and other assorted creatures.
hit a human..?? obviously NO..but if one runs out in front of you at the last minute as in suicidal?
well.........i never had that situation arise in my 40 years.
my boss and the customer asked me if i would do a delivery at the base..i flat out said NOI was stationed not to far from that bridge at Pease AFB.
my first driver-trainer was from around Kittery, ME.Living several years in Alaska I did see a few moose/ car, truck encounters. Not pretty.
And eaten with taters and gravy . Oh yeah , don't forget the biscuits.Pray tell, why would anyone do that? Tree rats should be dispatched at every opportunity
oh yeah, standing up on the seat as dad drove, or in that death car seat posted above....
i call'em "the good old days"
And yet, even without car seats, bicycle helmets, or padding everytime we played, here we are 70 years later…oh yeah, standing up on the seat as dad drove, or in that death car seat posted above....
i call'em "the good old days"