Any commuter cyclist can offer countless examples each workday of dangerous drivers who put their lives in jeopardy just to prove a point about how much they despise cyclists and hold to the belief you don’t belong on the roads.
But every so often I cross paths with a motorist I wouldn’t mind being able to issue a “good-driving” ticket — folks who slow down respectfully and give you a wide berth when passing, or don’t violate your right-of-way at a four-way stop just because they outweigh you by two-thousand pounds.
Any commuter cyclist can offer countless examples each workday of dangerous drivers who put their lives in jeopardy just to prove a point about how much they despise cyclists and hold to the belief you don’t belong on the roads.
But every so often I cross paths with a motorist I wouldn’t mind being able to issue a “good-driving” ticket — folks who slow down respectfully and give you a wide berth when passing, or don’t violate your right-of-way at a four-way stop just because they outweigh you by two-thousand pounds.