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I got a bit of a late start heading out to work today – but I was in the NSX, thank goodness. A few observations about the commute:
On the surface road, waiting in traffic for the red light to turn so I could get on the beltway, I was behind a large truck. As soon as it moved, I was able to get around it, put on a quick burst of speed and was the last one through the green; everyone else got there too late and had to sit through a looong light.
In the daily driver Accord you often have to hang back and work your way over into whatever slot you can get. But this morning I merged into the fast lane without a struggle. In the NSX, you can just pick a line and power into it.
At one point I had a slow person in front of me in the fast lane and a pickup to my right that wouldn’t slow down or speed up. I was boxed. A quick pump on the brakes, a twitch of the wheel, and a stab at the throttle –I was around that rolling obstruction and free of a wolf pack.
Note that none of this is stunting on the highway, it’s simply using the superior characteristics of the car to overcome the mundane things one might encounter on the road.
A couple of miles before my exit, some dude in a beat-up, babysh!t-colored mini-truck moves into my otherwise completely clear lane and proceeds to go slow. He lets this yawning gap open in front of him and all sorts of 18-wheelers and grandma-mobiles start drifting in front of him. I hate rudeness. I don’t do this to others; I get out of the way of faster people, especially in the left lane. But it looks like it’s too much to expect they won’t do the same for me. When I was able to get around him, I let him hear my exhaust in order to wake him up and signal my displeasure.
I carve up traffic in the NSX. In some ways, so-called practical vehicles – such as sedans and SUV’s – are impractical, if you haven’t enough power and maneuverability to avoid the cell-phone talkers, paper-readers, makeup-appliers and gangsta-leaners. I hate to use up the NSX doing the daily grind, but it’s a good weapon to take into battle on the highway – and I mean this metaphorically, not literally, of course.
Anyway, I rolled into work right on time. I estimate I got here 10 minutes faster than I would have in the Accord, simply because of the efficiencies that can be had from the NSX.
On the surface road, waiting in traffic for the red light to turn so I could get on the beltway, I was behind a large truck. As soon as it moved, I was able to get around it, put on a quick burst of speed and was the last one through the green; everyone else got there too late and had to sit through a looong light.
In the daily driver Accord you often have to hang back and work your way over into whatever slot you can get. But this morning I merged into the fast lane without a struggle. In the NSX, you can just pick a line and power into it.
At one point I had a slow person in front of me in the fast lane and a pickup to my right that wouldn’t slow down or speed up. I was boxed. A quick pump on the brakes, a twitch of the wheel, and a stab at the throttle –I was around that rolling obstruction and free of a wolf pack.
Note that none of this is stunting on the highway, it’s simply using the superior characteristics of the car to overcome the mundane things one might encounter on the road.
A couple of miles before my exit, some dude in a beat-up, babysh!t-colored mini-truck moves into my otherwise completely clear lane and proceeds to go slow. He lets this yawning gap open in front of him and all sorts of 18-wheelers and grandma-mobiles start drifting in front of him. I hate rudeness. I don’t do this to others; I get out of the way of faster people, especially in the left lane. But it looks like it’s too much to expect they won’t do the same for me. When I was able to get around him, I let him hear my exhaust in order to wake him up and signal my displeasure.
I carve up traffic in the NSX. In some ways, so-called practical vehicles – such as sedans and SUV’s – are impractical, if you haven’t enough power and maneuverability to avoid the cell-phone talkers, paper-readers, makeup-appliers and gangsta-leaners. I hate to use up the NSX doing the daily grind, but it’s a good weapon to take into battle on the highway – and I mean this metaphorically, not literally, of course.
Anyway, I rolled into work right on time. I estimate I got here 10 minutes faster than I would have in the Accord, simply because of the efficiencies that can be had from the NSX.
