By Braddah Lance
As I'm dropping off Da Keiki to preschool, one of da busiest intersections in Pearl City wea many accidents have occurred, our light turns green and like I do at every intersection I check both ways.
Da lanes immediate to me, nada, so I release da brake pedal and da truck naturally rolls forward. Then as I check da opposite lanes, a silver Toyota Tacoma comes making a shallow left turn forcing me to brake avoiding a t-bone crunch.
Just by his turning radius, and da fact dat our light was green, you could tell he was gunning da yellow light and if you've been driving on da roads long enough dat shallow turn ALWAYS comes close to da perpendicular traveling vehicle.
I throw my hands up and mouth, rogah, MOUTHED (cause Da Keiki was in da truck), WTF!?!
And at dat split second to reply he throws HIS hands up and says da samething!
Wassup Wit Dat!
I was so disgusted - and pissed - dat dis mid/late twenty year old even thinks he has an inkling of a case dat he's in da right. Seriously, you gun da yellow light from afar and start to make your turn in da red? If he was sitting in da intersection at da yellow, by all means he has da "right" to complete his turn even at a red light.
Then on da way to work as I'm riding I couldn't help but notice a distinct aroma of....... pakalolo! It's not like smoking it at a park or your home but as you drive? And dat is definitely not da first time I've witnessed a drive by whiff.
Wow! It's days like dis dat I seriously wish there was a remote island we could send all these lolo's to.
With back to school in full swing next week Monday, please be vigilant out there cause there will be many more lolo's dat don't respect and know da rules of da road. They'll be calling you out saying wtf until they wreck, they'll always be right.