Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 9:38 am
Right, I'd like to confess that I drive a 4x4. Having said that, I live in the country and it's v handy when we get flooding (which my old car couldn't handle). Having said that, I'm shocked by how much petrol the damned thing gets through, and as soon as I can get the money together I'm going to go back to a smaller car and diverting to avoid the floods.
(I ended up being almost given this car by my old mum when she changed cars, otherwise I'd still be driving my ratty old rollerskate)
Having driven it for a while I think it probably IS more dangerous, because there isn't the same sense of connection with the driving environment. If I touch the kerb when parking I usually don't even feel it; the car just drive up it. Likewise when I encounter speed bumps or clip the verge (although I try not to). By this line of logic the safest car I've ever driven was my old Mini, where my arse was about three quarters of an inch off the ground, engendering a certain awareness of the fact that I was essentially piloting half a ton of tin can around. In that I seldom went faster than 40mph because it was frankly terrifying!
I think personal transport is going to decline soon, and I have no idea what we're going to do as it's bound to hit us first. I can't imagine moving back into a town (I have too much love invested in my garden here) so I guess I should be thinking about retraining to do something from home...
(I ended up being almost given this car by my old mum when she changed cars, otherwise I'd still be driving my ratty old rollerskate)
Having driven it for a while I think it probably IS more dangerous, because there isn't the same sense of connection with the driving environment. If I touch the kerb when parking I usually don't even feel it; the car just drive up it. Likewise when I encounter speed bumps or clip the verge (although I try not to). By this line of logic the safest car I've ever driven was my old Mini, where my arse was about three quarters of an inch off the ground, engendering a certain awareness of the fact that I was essentially piloting half a ton of tin can around. In that I seldom went faster than 40mph because it was frankly terrifying!
I think personal transport is going to decline soon, and I have no idea what we're going to do as it's bound to hit us first. I can't imagine moving back into a town (I have too much love invested in my garden here) so I guess I should be thinking about retraining to do something from home...