I may have encountered the world's DUMBEST driver this morning.
I-40, downtown Oklahoma City, cruising down the freeway around 7:45AM. Traffic on this stretch of I-40 at that time of the morning normally moves along between 50 and 60 mph. I wouldn't call the normal congestion level wall to wall cars but it's close. That makes it quite difficult to get on the interstate going west from two of the on ramps downtown because they are quite short and have a steep up angle to get to the interstate so visibility is limited. Experienced OKC drivers don't use them during rush hour they either stay on the main east west street (Reno) or drive to another on ramp.
Anyway this morning, which is typical a few times a week, there was a car visible on the on ramp stopped and waiting for an opportunity to get on the freeway. He's not the stupid guy.
Now get this (I'm on my motorcycle by the way - Honda 750 Shadow) doing about 55 when the MORON 2 cars ahead of me decides to STOP and let this guy waiting for an opening on. The guy just in front notices a bit late and panic stops as do I. Not fun in a car and even less fun on an MC. We both get stopped, him with about a foot clearance between him and the moron and me about 3 feet between me and the guy ahead. Whew, made it - well - almost. I hear the screech of tires from behind and see the car behind me fishtailing, smoke coming from the tires in a panic stop. Cars to the left of him moving away to the leftmost lane as fast as they can and the cars behind him all trying to stop. I'd estimate that at least 10 cars had to hit the brakes hard.
Time slowed down for me as I contemplate what it's going to feel like to be crushed between two cars and think to myself, "It's been a fun ride GOD, be seein' ya in a bit".
Lucky for me the guy directly behind got stopped in time, the guy behind him didn't though and hit him in the rear - probably going no more than a few miles per hour.
The whole thing took maybe 3 to 5 seconds. The guy in front of me was half out of his car and I was half off my bike fully intending to grab hold of the fool and stomping a mudhole in his ass right there on the interstate. The MORON saw what happened, undoubtedly saw me and the guy in front of me preparing to head his way and (probably wisely) took off which was lucky for him and even luckier for me because assault is not a fun thing to get arrested for. It's a bit more than 2 hours later and the adrenaline dump still hasn't worn off.
Y'all tell me...
Was that the dumbest driver on the planet or what?