Give it up for Mother Nature, folks. With the snap of a finger, it seems as though she's managed to turn an otherwise pleasant week into scenes from the end of days, causing bad drivers to become idiotic bad drivers. Take this morning's commute to work for example: apparently the wind from last night came with such force that it somehow managed to knock out the power at a huge intersection which I thankfully did not have to drive through. In the time that it took me to walk past, I saw exactly the impact bad weather has on drivers who normally conform to the rules of the road-the only rules they've ever known. A lone cop car had positioned itself in the middle of the intersection, acting as a temporary turn signal. Some people got the gist; came to a complete stop, waited for safe passage and proceeded. But the confused masses, I really felt sorry for them-shaking at the wheel, trying to decipher if a left turn was still legal, or if a broken light meant you could plow through without stopping at all. The cop screamed through his blow horn for those who didn't get it, and trust me, that was about 80-percent of them. You take away a working street light and chaos ensues.
On the other hand, I gotta give it up to people who can make driving in bad weather work for them; I'm referring to the D1 drivers who had to endure the rain-soaked Irwindale track this past December. It was a first for many of us, but standard affair for the Japanese D1 drivers who I'm sure have seen much worse, including snow on the tarmac back home. It takes some serious skill to suddenly adapt to a completely different line and still manage to execute perfect flair. It's something US drivers have to work on, but it's truly a thing of beauty to watch high speed drifting on a slick surface. Now, standing (or sitting, I feel for the fans) in all that wetness? That's a totally different story, and one I pray never happens again.