Okay, here’s a scenerio for you:
This morning I’m pulling out of my drive. Now, I live in one of these turn of the century houses that’s been chopped up into apartments; there’s no yard or empty space to speak of. My drive runs between the house and a the 10ft tall hedge next door that sits smack up against the bungalows that line the next lot. On the other side of the drive there’s a middling hedge that won’t conceal adults but could hide pets or children (not an academic point as there is a grade school directly across the street.) The drive itself is very narrow, with bare inches to spare on either side. The hedges run right out to the side walk.
So, my usual procedure is to scream down the drive at maximum overdrive velocity (about 5 mph) and slow to a rolling stop at I approach the sidewalk crossing. I then roll out with almost imperceivable otiosity until I can see both ways down the sidewalk. I can’t do any better without using a periscope.
So, this morning, and this is far from the first time this sort of thing has happened, I have some old fart walking his fricken’ Pomeranian walk right in front of my car as it is inching it’s way forward. By the time I see the actual guy I’ve practically got the heedless dog under my axle and the guy is yelling and giving me a gesture that I assumed wasn’t intended to indicate that I was #1 in his book.
Now, gramps, you saw my g’d’m hood sticking way out there for at least several seconds. You know there’s a drive there. You let your little bitty dog way the hell in front of you with one of those Extend-A-Leash things, and you’re trying to tell me what anatomically impossible things I should do to myself?
If I’d have run the dog down, not only would I be technically in the wrong, I’d also feel terrible, even if it was a Pomeranian, which, for the record, is the world’s most useless example of Canis familiaris. I suspect, or at least hope, that I’d probably get a pass, legally, based on the fact that this guy was an absolute, consummate, balls-on-the-block, card carrying moron, but there’s no guarantee of that.
It’s a three-sigma example, to be sure, but it happens to me on a regular basis. (And no, the rental management company won’t install a mirror.) Peds need to show some common sense, just as drivers need to show a lot more restraint. Accidents are not often the exclusive result of one person’s negligence.
Stranger