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What I don't understand is why. It's not sweet. It's not even clever. It's stupid. The best way to slow down a car (or motorcycle) is NOT to "hit the brakes" but to let up on the gas. That's what they say for ice storms too, that when you start to skid, you don't hit the brakes and go out of control, you move your foot from the gas pedal and wait for the car to slow down.
*sighs*
What I don't understand is why. It's not sweet. It's not even clever. It's stupid. The best way to slow down a car (or motorcycle) is NOT to "hit the brakes" but to let up on the gas. That's what they say for ice storms too, that when you start to skid, you don't hit the brakes and go out of control, you move your foot from the gas pedal and wait for the car to slow down.
*sighs*
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Date: 2004-06-29 10:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-29 10:52 am (UTC)Of course. The logic of that story dictates that she had to have landed on geese. Or a fluffy pillow cloud that swooped down from the sky to catch her. Pretending that a cloud could actually hold anything, that is.
Of course, no matter where she lands, her heart is not likely to be able to stand that jolt.
Think Dale Earnhardt in Nascar. (Yes, I realize that was closer to 170mph, but still).
Rapid deceleration is a bitch.