Stuck in traffic behind one of those monster gravel trucks this morning, I had the warning decal in my face for miles. Of course I wasn’t any two hundred feet back. Who are they kidding? In this city if there’s a car-length, we put a car in it. So I’m sitting there, stuck, dreading the flying rock coming to star my poor windshield and I’m wondering why are they not responsible? Just because they say they aren’t? Can I post a sign saying ‘not responsible for bullet wounds’, take my pistol out to the road and let 'er rip? Not that it’s usually that dangerous, but I’d guess that having something smash into your window while you are doing expressway-type speed could easily cause you to be startled right into a three to six car pile-up.
And if broken windshields are that common, why can’t they come up with some decent way to keep the stupid gravel in the back of the truck in the first place? What’s with that completely ineffectual and usually dilapidated tarp thing? Hey, we’ve put a man on the moon but we have no control over the physics of gravel.
At least I escaped with my windshield intact. This time.