People who follow me on Twitter may have seen my mini-rant about the state of drivers in Darwin. Namely, they are hopeless.
I’m fairly conservative on the roads. The worst you will get from me is that I accelerate quickly from traffic lights, but I never knowingly speed. I have never had a speeding ticket, and I consider myself a pretty safe driver. It drives me absolutely crazy that if I ever have an accident, it’s likely not to be a result of my driving. I hate the rude inconsiderate drivers in Darwin – far too much testosterone on the roads.
Here is my week in near miss incidents:
Monday: Ok this isn’t a near miss; rather, I discovered a flier at the library outlining rules for children in cars. I think I have bitched about this before. Last year I’m pretty sure all the States and Territories finalised new rules for children’s restraints in cars. In most States this meant legislation to ensure children are in a car seat until they are four and a booster seat until they are eight. The Northern Territory version of these rules: Children now have to be in a car seat until they are one. That’s it. It begs the question – what were the requirements before the new legislation last year? No car seat? Probably.
Tuesday: I was waiting in a normal lane, with someone to my right in the turning lane. Cue green traffic light – the turning lane car goes straight ahead alongside me, instead of turning as per his lane directions, and misses Harrie’s door by millimetres. Doesn’t move when I beep the horn – seems he may have a hearing impairment. (I am serious about that. I actually did a U-turn at a roundabout as that had been my intention all along, and pulled up next to him, so I started to beep the horn and waving at him and he didn’t hear me despite being right next door).
Wednesday: I parked at the Post Office for less than 10 minutes. When I came back out a ute (pickup to Americans) was parked next to me so closely that I couldn’t even walk between his car and my car to get to my door. Unfortunately, Harrie’s car seat is also on that side. I wrote a note to the driver giving him a lecture on manners. With my very special pink pen (I hope the femininity of the pen made his eyes bleed).
Thursday: I was driving along a main road out of town when I was almost driven off the road into the kerb. This road features numerous ‘zip merge lanes‘ – where two lanes go to one, with neither of the lanes actually ending – the lines just stop. So it’s the nature of the Territorian to speed up as much as possible to pass every car they can before the zipper lane ends, even if this means driving other people into the oncoming lane. Yes, seriously. There have been accidents.
Friday: After dropping the Mr off at work, I indicated and pulled back onto the road. A car decided at the same time to turn from another road, and barely missed me. I’m pretty sure I had right of way as I was already on the road I was merging back into, and this guy was crossing numerous lanes to turn into my road…?? I’m happy to be corrected.