2. Certain actions lead to higher or increased chances of death when driving, especially factors like speed and distracted driving. Some steps that could be taken to limit these factors would be more severe punishments and more enforcement on these specific actions.
3. I myself used to drive irresponsibly, however I recently took a drivers safety course and have changed my habits while on the road.
4. The most important thing I feel helps me being a better driver on the road is taking roads I am unfamiliar with as this in a way forces me to pay attention to where I am going and limit distractions while behind the wheel.
This is an essay of mine that follows on the last question where I took a road unfamiliar to me so I took in all of the detail.
Cones lined the lanes with marks all over the street, followed by a traffic signal flashing yellow. I had been here earlier that day, and everything from the road to the traffic light seemed fine. I often drive the backroads of Horsetooth Reservoir and all I wanted to do now was put the twisting roads beneath me. I wondered why construction was here when the man lowered the stop sign and waved me to proceed. Sometimes when nothing makes sense, sometimes when I need to clear my head, sometimes a little time behind the wheel is all I need. I came to the base of natural statues that towered above me and I began the steep climb on the switchbacks that brought me to the peak, where I could overlook the town.
I found something inside myself that made me feel grateful, grateful for the freedom and ability to go where I wanted, when I pleased. That change in emotion is usually enough to make me content with my trip, but on this particular day I felt a bit more ambitious. That feeling soon faded as I became surrounded by the terrain. As the rocks tapered away and the fields spread wide, I chased that sensation once more. This was what I had been seeking, yet the chase led nowhere. A small store rested at the only intersection on the winding road; however, I didn’t think twice about taking a left, as the rolling hills captivated my attention. It was both an emotional and physical rollercoaster as I headed for that desire while the forces from the suspension made my stomach jump until I descended down into a forest. The canopy blocked the sky. I still had a view of the creek beside the road, but the road grew darker as I lost track of where I was headed.
This stretch of road seemed longer than the rest, but in reality, it was not just my perception that was clouded. Overcast skies settled above. It was as if the skies knew my emotions. I was trying to get that feeling once more, but frustrated that I had lost it. Snow fell upon the nearby cabins and having gone further than I had ever gone before, I was unaware of what lay ahead. Another canyon with steeper walls appeared after I crossed a narrow bridge, and the faint memory of the small store began to surface. The roads swept left and right as the creek vanished, creating an unsettling emotion that didn’t sit right with the nature of this area. My intuition drove me forward. I was determined to obtain what I had once lost. I passed one more snow-covered cabin, unaware that this would be the last point before I took my journey back.
I pressed forward, eager to discover what lay ahead and knew I should be heading back as the snow grew heavier. I came to an intersection that seemed oddly familiar, and I noticed a store on my right. I had brought myself back to where I started. This was where I needed to be but, as the storm had worsened, I realized that the chasing of that feeling had put me in a place with no clear path, but my desire and intuition brought me back. It really showed me how intertwined everything was, not just different roads but different experiences. As I made my way back down the mountain I came to a green traffic signal, with no sign of construction in sight and an open road ahead.
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