How to drive in the hills

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(zendriver @ Apr 17 2007, 10:00 PM) [snapback]425014[/snapback]</div>

yeah, but you can take the "leave everyone alone to do his own thing" too far. Like someone else said, be PRUDENT and acknowledge the world around you. Don't do 20mph on the freeway just because YOU want to. Understand that you're in the world with others--and that means maybe not getting everything you want when you want it, especially in traffic.

Your right to swing your arm stops at my nose.

Prudent behavior--not a blind "I wanna, therefore I will" attitude. That's all.

 

I didn't mean to start such a firefight. When I said, "Just drive it", it is just what I do. I get right at the edge of 50 mpgs by keeping with the flow, not obsessing about every economy parameter. 50 is good enough for me. I do like to exercise performance cars, too. I drive my Subaru at the autocross, as fast as it will go, but I am not inconveniencing or endangering other drivers, because it is a closed circuit, out of traffic. If you are driving in the real world, JUST DRIVING, is much safer, than obsessing over every mpg gained or lost, and maybe spending too much time getting in other driver's way, or starring at the MFD. I get your point, and I just disagree about the mpg obsession in everyday traffic. BTW I do 90 miles a day in LA traffic, so I guess that makes me kinda cranky. It is much more painless in the Prius though.

 

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(subarutoo @ Apr 18 2007, 03:59 PM) [snapback]425539[/snapback]</div>

Hear hear.

 

I just tell the car how fast I want to go (by pressing on the accelerator pedal) and let it figure out the rest.

 

<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(efusco @ Apr 17 2007, 07:10 PM) [snapback]425021[/snapback]</div>

Dipwad, good one. Dipwad reminded me of Hoss Cartwright on Bonanza. Sometimes when he got mad, he would yell out something like this, " Ahh Sheep Dip - Dad gummit Pa, that fence needs mending again."

Anthony Fusco was the Foosball (table soccer champ) during 7th and 8th grades(late 70's). We called him Tony Foosball.

OK OK, enough with the name calling, but let me say this. All of you cheese weasles out there better knock it off or I'm driving in B mode the rest of the way. :angry: