Driving the Car Is Not Nap Time!

The other day I saw a guy on a motorcycle tailgating a portable-toilet truck which reminded me of the time I saw a guy on a bicycle peddling down the reversible turn lane on Roswell Road. He wasn't crossing the road, he was using the lane. That made me recall the time I saw a woman on GA 400, moving along at about 50 MPH and he was reading a book that was propped up on her steering wheel as she drove along the busy roadway around 5 pm. *

We have become so used to being in our vehicles that we no longer realize that these things, these vehicles, look completely different when we severely wreck them. At enough speed, the interior of a car, air bag or not, fold up like tin foil. The bags can do only so much. Accidents involving bike riders or pedestrians are the worst. You cannot imagine what happens to a human body when one suffers point blank impact with metal objects. Not pretty and for the most part, not survivable. Literally, in some cases, we cannot determine the sex of the victim simply because the man body parts are so widely strewn about the roadway. 

Don't forget why you are in the vehicle in the first place. Be it a bike or motorcycle, or car, that device is breakable and you pay the price. As for following the toilet truck: How do we explain that to your family? Insult on top of an early death. Don't be stupid. You want to text? Can it till you can get somewhere where you won't get someone killed while you tap away on some totally needless, insignificant topic that would seem quite meaningless when we find it on your phone that we found about a hundred yards of what's left of you and/or someone else. 

Get your mind right, put the phone away and remember that you are responsible for more than that stupid phone. 

*Yeah, they were stopped, cited, and in one case, the book was taken away and the owner had to come get it later.