I was an early adopter of video games in pizza parlors. One of my favorites was Frogger. At the bottom of the image above a little green and yellow frog waits to cross the highway to get to the logs on the other side. She must weave between race cars, bulldozers, cars, and trucks to do so. Most times the frog(me) gets squished between one vehicle or another.
Since Covid turned regular drivers into speed demons, I often feel that I, in the center lane, am just an obstacle(a car) for that little black car(the frog) driven by a single young male driver trying to get to the right hand exit. He must weave left, then right, then left, then right again to exit. And of course his hyped up buddy, hot on his tail, must do the same. They come up on me so fast that even my blind spot warning can’t light up.
Drivers have been clocked at 130mph(the speed limit is 65) and often can evade the police. Meanwhile the state is debating how to catch the scofflaws. As for me, I now am seeking out the back roads. Sadly those same drivers seem to regard traffic lights and stop signs as suggestions. They ignore them!
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I never played video games, but I have the same experiences with what we call ‘boy racers’ here in Norfolk. I drive what is considered here to be an ‘old man’s car’, and that seems to make me a target for undertaking on motorways and dangerous overtaking on bends.
Best wishes, Pete.
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In my grandmother minivan I am often mistaken for a slow driver.
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I can still hear the Frogger music and ‘rivet!’ As far as driving, the worst here is speeding and following too closely. I try to ignore them on my tail and hope they will pass when they can.
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I always stay back a little to not be at risk of running into the back of the car ahead. Of course that space seems to call out for a little speed demon to fill it.
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I was going to comment on “young drivers nowadays”, but, sadly, there are plenty of idiot drivers who are well past their youth!
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Especially the ones who apparently bought cars without turn signals!
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I recall loading computer games from a cassette bought from the local convenience store for 99p, and a favourite was Dizzy. By the time we got to the third Dizzy game (was it Dizzy on Treasure Island?) and the second Popeye, I realised I would have to stop playing them while the children were at school or I wouldn’t get anything else done.
I lived in the Cambridgeshire Fens with my second husband and the driving along the potholed road along the end of our drove was atrocious. David was an ex-policeman and a class 1 Advanced driver around London and suburbs. He reckoned most of our local drivers in the Fens would never have passed their driving test around London.
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I wish they revoked licenses more often here for that kind of driving. “But I need my car to get to work,” seems to let them off the hook.
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Hi Elizabeth, so glad to know you’re back. How are you now?😘
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I am doing well and glad to be back.
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It’s like shoplifting in our town. People brazenly come in and steal things, and in some stores, the staff are instructed to let them go. Ultimately, it’s the law-abiding citizens who bear the burden.
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Yes. We live near a Home Depot and my husband watched a car pull up behind the store and load up on power equipment an accomplice wheeled out. Fortunately he didn’t try to stop them since they were probably armed. Security tells people to let them alone.
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Great to see you back Elizabeth.
Did you manage to finish all your research on ‘Aunt Lucy’?
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No. I continue to find many new sources about her. While she was a missionary she had to file a yearly report on all her activities. The reports are in the Philadelphia historical archives of the Presbyterian Church and I have yet to go there.
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We have the same here Elizabeth on our roads… the world seems to have gone mad!
Blessings, Jennifer
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I am sorry to learn that it is true there too.
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Same here, Liz. I feel the same way.
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