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Originally Posted by Frank Lee
I live on the most perfectly level, straight street you will likely ever find, uninterrupted for substantial lengths by intersections or anything. While attempting to enjoy the front yard of my property, I can easily hear doofus after doofus after doofus doing sort of an abbrieviated P&G all the way down the street. I really do think many people are too dumb to live.
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In general, people don't think in terms of fuel efficiency. There's this one spot on my commute which has a slight down grade to a stoplight that is almost always red. You can see it for at least a half a mile coming up to it. Still, so many times, when I'm coasting up to the red light, some doofus will floor it to pass me (because I'm going 5 under the speed limit at that point) and then brake the whole way to the light. There's good planning!
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Same goes for motorcyclists- I've referred to their problem as Epileptic Wrist Seizure Disorder- for some reason it is almost universal to Hardley Abelson riders, but other marques can be infected to a lesser degree. I always wonder, why is it the Hardley Abelson needs to be goosed and revved constantly at stops- will it stall? Overheat? What? Does this individual with Epileptic Wrist Seizure Disorder constantly blip the throttle in his cage too? 
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I've wondered the same thing. Here's another question. If I had a broken muffler on my car (or otherwise modified exhaust), the cops could ticket me for "loud exhaust" even though it would be tens of decibels lower than your average Harley.