A drunk, speeding driver (gesturing) crashed right in front of me after cutting across multiple lanes at 50 miles per hour and flipped his vehicle. He and his friend walked away unscathed. He kept repeating how he didn’t do anything wrong, acted like a victim of a random occurrence, and hugged me and thanked god he was alive. While he was hugging me, I thought about my absolute certainty that if I had been on my bike and he had struck me, he would have sped off and left me to die, just like a driver recently killed mother of 4 Mbiya Lutumba and sped off. The only thing that kept this reckless, drunk driver at the scene was the fact that he could not leave since the jackass had flipped his car.
Two drivers crash into each other in my neighborhood on notoriously dangerous Rainier Avenue.
Drivers crash on I-5. This one reminded me of Antonio Michael Lopez, 20, who killed one person when driving recklessly. Then, this February, 7 years later, he killed two more people, again while driving recklessly, and then fled to Mexico to chill on the beach, untouched by guilt, shame, or the law.
Mindless driver tries to turn onto a one-way and then halts, panicked and clueless, in the middle of the intersection.
Cars dominate Pike Place Market while people scurry around like rats, breathing their exhaust fumes and trying not to get hit.
Cars and megatruck paranoid apocalypse survival vehicles dominate Pike Place Market.
Cars and megavans dominate the Seattle waterfront.
Drivers park on the grass when their vehicles become too huge and numerous to fit on the street.
Crackhead abandons vehicle in a bike lane downtown.
Driver blocks bike lane with the ass end of their car.
Drivers block the crosswalk and bike lane while they play on their phones and eat to-go food with both hands.
Drivers block the crosswalk. Behind them, a sea of idling vehicles.
Drivers destroy stationary objects in my neighborhood frequently.
Drivers occasionally get dinged for their bad behavior, and then act like victims.
Instagram-ready wagon destroying grass, while its even larger and more destructive modern version drives by.
Paranoid apocalyptic survival megatruck mars landscape at Volunteer Park.
This chubby, bearded Proud Boy-looking jackass gave me a “rock on” gesture as I photographed him, thinking I liked his idiotic desert survival truck. I did not.
A menacing black megatruck with a deadly front grill. This guy had a police type dog and (probably) a loaded gun.
These megavans are everywhere. Nowadays people seem to think you need to bring your whole living room, bathroom and kitchen along with you when you visit a natural area.
This is what a pedestrian-priority Healthy Street in Seattle looks like.
Another example of a Healthy Street, completely dominated by private vehicle storage.
More long-term private vehicle storage. Shouldn’t a person who can afford a Porsche have a place to store it on their own property, not on the public right-of-way?
Two jackasses crash into each other on a bridge in Capitol Hill.
A jackass almost lurches off a bridge to his death on the Jose Rizal Bridge.
Stinky fume-spewing tweaker truck blocks bike lane near Pacific Tower.
Just ugly. This one has sat in my neighborhood for many months.
Driver turns down street in the wrong direction, then panics and freezes.
Another clueless/distracted/sedated driver turns down a one-way, then struggles to back up.
This says it all.
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