The city in which I live has begun to install one to two lane roundabouts in place of four way stops here. There is one each way on the main street outside my subdivision, making them impossible to avoid. These both happen to be of the two lane variety. It’s a wonderful idea, if people could only use them correctly.
Despite ample signage that indicates that one must yield to vehicles in the roundabout, and that indicates the left lane is for those going straight or left, and the right lane for those going straight or right, no one knows how to effing use the things without wrecking!
I see people pulled over who have wrecked once every few days, and get into near misses myself nearly every single day. I just don’t understand it, to the point of wondering if I am the one driving wrongly. Please correct me if I am wrong, but it seems this is how it should work:
Get into the proper lane as you are approaching the roundabout, just as if it were still a four way stop. You wouldn’t try to turn left from the right lane at a four way stop, would you? Trying to change lanes INSIDE these small roundabouts is rather idiotic.
Don’t enter the roundabout if there is a car in EITHER lane, as either lane is allowed to exit the roundabout just to the right of you. (This causes most of my near misses, when I am in the inside lane going straight, per the signage as well as the dotted lines, and someone enters the roundabout into the outside lane, cutting me off.)
I understand that larger roundabouts have rules about traveling on the inside lanes and exiting from the outside lanes, but these have arrows on the street that indicate that one can go straight from either lane.
For now, I’m going to only go straight from the right lane even though that will require extra lane changes, and put my daughter’s child seat behind me, even though I can’t see or reach her there, as most of the wrecks are into the passenger rear quarter panel. It seems a near certainty that someone WILL wreck into me eventually.
I know this rant seems lame because of the lack of vitriol and swearing, but please rest assured that I am really quite angry. How’s this for an ending:
A hearty “fuck you” to the pick-up who tried to pass me on the right and then turn left in the roundabout yesterday as I was going straight, nearly creaming my car right where my daughter was sitting, and then laying on his horn as if I were in the wrong.