Boy, I’ll bet everybody has one. For some it is Conway Road, but I don’t head south very often so I don’t know about that.
I can ride for miles on Colonial Drive or Mills or Aloma with nary a honk, but when I get on my particular nemesis road I can’t do anything right. For me, my nemesis road is Corrine Drive.
Right from the beginning it was a problem.
When I was learning to move from the right tire track to the left, so that I could smoothly make a left turn, a car overtook me on the right using the empty parking lanes as a passing zone. I didn’t know what to think when that happened.
Then as I was trying to move myself over to the left to make the left turn and was in the right tire track of the left lane, a car used the “suicide lane” to pass me on the left. Wow.
I wrote to the CG newsgroup what happened to me that day, but I don’t think anybody believed drivers could be so bad. I could scarcely believe it myself, but I’ve since learned that just the way it is on Corrine Drive.
I’m still watching for a green Dodge pick-up of about 1975-1978 or so vintage who did all sorts of crazy things to me while I was on Virginia. He probably doesn’t know that I used to own a ’75 Dodge of nearly that particular model (mine was heavier) so I can spot it over a mile a way.
He also doesn’t know how I deal with people like him. For guys like him, I don’t get mad.