When did you grow up?

When it happens I’ll let you know.

tango boy:
I don’t drive my truck like a loon although also i don’t drive it like i’m on hours :sunglasses: :sunglasses:
I’d rather have £750 in the bank not 750 horses although i did put £830 in this week :grimacing: :grimacing:

Thankfully it’s not an either/or

I’ve grown old but growing up is optional, thank gawd. :slight_smile:

Seriously, 21 years ago when my first child came into the world and suddenly realised it weren’t just me and her but little ones too.

We had a Renault Clio as a courtesy car the other week, i felt 17 again :sunglasses: :sunglasses:

When I was 17 to 20 I was notorious in my town for being a complete nut job in a car :smiling_imp:
There was this stunning looking girl who’s Dad worked at the same factory as me who.everybody fancied, (the girl not her Dad :smiley: ) and she had rejected all advances, I asked her out and she accepted :sunglasses: (doubtless down to my stunning good looks :smiley: ) we arranged to meet and she did not turn up :cry: .
The next day her Dad (who was much bigger than me) got me in a corner and told me in no uncertain terms that he was not allowing his daughter to get into a car with a ■■■■ idiot like me. :smiley: so to keep away…which I did.

When I turned 21 I was learned to drive an artic by a mate who owned a tipper, so you can imagine the bad habits that were passed on to me.
I passed my Class 1 in 79, and thought I was Rubber Duck, The Bandit, and King of the ■■■■ road all rolled into one, and drove my mate’s brand new 310 Maggie Deutz unit and tipper like I’d nicked it. :unamused:

I was brought down to earth when offered a full time tramper’s job on an ERF 220 ■■■■■■■ day cab, so adjusted my driving accordingly and evolved into the driving legend that I am today.
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I’ve had a business children and a mortgage since 19 ,so 20 yrs later I am now in regression .

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Similar to Reef I too was a white van man in my early 20’s. From time to time drove like a loon. Having said that, trying to rattle off 50+ deliveries in 9 hours plus collections is a tall order. (That’s no excuse though). I passed my HGV 11 years ago ( I was 26) and something just clicked. Don’t know whether I just felt grown up or realised the magnitude of the responsibilty of driving such a large vehicle but the ‘go faster’ attitude was literally curbed over night. Now I’m the wrong side of 35 I look at some of these ■■■’s driving cars that are way above their ability and shake my head like an old man. I’m now quite happy plodding along in lane 1 watching the world go by.

DadsRetired:
I’ve grown old but growing up is optional, thank gawd. :slight_smile:

Seriously, 21 years ago when my first child came into the world and suddenly realised it weren’t just me and her but little ones too.

Same here. Old but not grown up.

If we still had reasonably empty roads (especially at night), no limiters, and no average speed or other cameras, i suspect most here who used to travel at 70 plus (and sometimes a lot more) in the pre limiter days would still be doing so.

Was overtaken, as was everyone else, by a highly unique Scani artic cruising around the 70/75 mark last week and using all 3 lanes to maintain it, what i saw of the driving was competent and smooth.
Good to see a lorry being given its head again, but hell it stuck out like a sore thumb, best of luck to the driver these days with every bugger having a video recording device and too many being keen to grass or post footage of anyone not being a good little conformist drone.

I don’t call slowing down growing up as such, most of us have done so because we’ve had to to keep our licences clean and stay in the good jobs.

63 is fast enough.you don’t stick out like a sore thumb…unless its at night…and quiet,or if theres a boat to catch…why conform,.tangs have more fun.and Im not even a tang…if you wernt driving with the limiter on,you would be driving faster as well.all except the holier than though brigade in here that is…I just like driving the way I always have.flat to the mat…every time I look in a mirror,theres a 23 year old dude looking out at me saysing.what the ferk happened to you■■? :slight_smile:

I’m far too victor meldrew to have fun whilst driving. Couldnt afford to pass my car test until 26. Passed my Class 2 last year at 27 and whilst I have had a few hoon moments when on my own seeing the results of 2 fatal accidents in one day really made me think about the wife and kids so i rarely speed at all. I prefer to chase the MPG now rather than the MPH. All at the speed limits though. No dithering. Can get 750 miles out of a tank in the car so I’m happy.

Iused to be flat out doing 2 loads a day of concrete pipes flat out all the time allong the roads of south and west wales in the early 80s in a Ford D1614 but what taught me a lesson was being unable to stop for traffic lights. I was on my way to Hereford pushing as usual just outside Brecon i was going down a hill and there was temporary traffic lights on red I applied the brakes foot brake and handbrake i eventually stopped after going through the lights thankfully nothing was comeing the other way…Thats when i realised what momentum weight could have serious concequencesahd that footbrake and handbrake also equate to one set of brake lineings

More ‘when did I slow down’. When i wrapped-up my second bike. I was a loony on two wheels since I was born. I was 29 and broke my CBR400RR in two pieces and thought I’d done my back some serious damage. It was the wake-up I needed. By that time i was also bored with hospitals and bringing my bike home in carrier bags. Now I’ve passed my Cat C it’s made me sensible for the second time,combined with being older and wiser :smiley: