"NorTH-CHiNA Datiy News."
—Judging from the articles' which appear now and then i daily press, Shai a terrible condition, seems, is steadily getting' worse. There is, however, a very simple method of improving its condition a little, and that is "speeding up."
Now, I know that there are hundreds of people go down to motor-ears, and who, when they get to Nanking Road or Avenue Edward VIL, reduce their speed to about 15 miles per hour, on the principle that to exceed that sp is to court disaster. One sees a of about 20 ears, all move at 15 miles per hows, like crocodile, all because one individual. either doesn't, trust enough to let Further reproduction prot sort of man ought to travel in a riesha, not in a car.
'A Worse type is the man who drives down in his two-seater roadster, with a buttonhole in his coat, cream gloves, Ascot hat, etc., and drives leisurely along so that all and sundry can observe his beautiful ear, with what grace he puts his arm out to signal, and how well his ear rides when driven slowly. That is the true road hog, the man who takes up the middle of the road so that the others behind are forced to travel at his speed, We it is who holds up the traffic, The same remark. applies to both the above types. Let them drive slowly if they must, but don't do it where others can't pass. Move to the side if someone wants to get by. Even if they don't care what time they get to office, there ure others who do.
Nobody objects to these worthies showing themselves off on, say, Bubbling Well Road, because one can pass them and forget them, but they have absolutely no right to hold up the traffic in roads where it is forbidden to pass. It is pure selfishness, nothing else.
Now, I'm not a back seat driver, dignified" driving fast, does - one? She probably never had a car at all at home, but had to take the tram, I know what I'm talking about, because I never have any delay when the car Tam driving is the first in the string, Very often I start from a crossing with another car just on my tail, and then, about 50 yards further on, I look into my mirror and discover, the helpless individual crawling along yards behind.
Going back to what I said about trusting to one's chauffeur, of course one can't trust them all, the majority of them are perfectly capable of driving down Nanking Road at between 20 and 25 mil per hour, with a fairly dei before them. man's or a woman's nerves are 80 bad that he or she can't drive at that speed, there are others who can, and whose judgment of a safe speed is perfectly reliable.
T feel quite confident that if every ver is Shanghai speeded up ne by five or 10 miles per hour in those ronds where passing is prohibited, the traffic problem would be greatly relieved.
Tam, ete, opinion goes for nothing, though he generally thinks he' knows exactly how the car should be driven, "One hears this sort of thing: "Oh no, my dear, I never Troops at. Tientsi Jet my chauffeur drive Col. Moberly: Bell, 15 miles an hour in Nanl Ist. Bu, Loyal North Lai It's so dangerous, don't you know," Reiment. "The now Commandant it to have special arrived at Tientsin company to travel on, {with Mrs. Greenhill, popular fallacy that the]
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