Get bad drivers off our roads To the driver of the shiny black GMC or Chevy late model extended cab pickup with dark tinted windows, low-profile wide tires on fancy rims, and the bright yellow Kendall Auto Sales sticker displayed as a license plate, we saw you! Twice, actually. You passed the car behind us and then us at the same time on Palmer-Fishhook about 10:30 a.m. Wednesday at speeds that must have approached 80 to 90 mph. Yeah, you passed in a legal passing zone, but in reckless disregard for anyone else on the road. You disappeared like a cruise missile, turning right on Trunk Road with your foot to the floor. As if that wasn’t bad enough, on our way back from Palmer, you passed us again at the same high rate of speed, along with passing several other cars, one of which was on the blind curve just before New Hope, and then you continued at the same high rate of speed towards Turner’s Corner, again disappearing like a cruise missile. The reason to recognize you for your feats of high speed driving is to let you know that we, along with our daughter, her husband and our grandkids, are on these roads often and we don’t need a moron like you endangering our lives or theirs by your reckless disregard for what is a generous speed limit on both Fishhook and Trunk. I can’t think of a single reason that justifies the manner in which you were driving. Now if anyone knows who the idiot driver is, perhaps by the above description, you might inform him/her that we have personally complained to the Alaska State Troopers and they have the description of the vehicle on their radar screen as well. It is only a matter of time that they will be able to give him/her the recognition and attention he/she so richly deserves. Until then I hope nobody gets killed. Meanwhile, I encourage others to watch out for this reckless driver and report his outrageous driving antics to local law enforcement if you see him/her. There has been a lot of talk about speeders in this paper lately; we are actually trying to do something about one of them. T. Moulton Palmer |