Liz Dobson: You want fatalities with that?
Stopped at traffic lights in suburban Sydney this week, a car in a fast-food drive-through caught my eye.
The driver must have just placed an order and, instead of proceeding slowly to pick up their food, planted foot and drifted around the corner at great speed.
Bum flicked out at an angle, wheels spinning, and headed for the window to collect fast-food at great speed.
Not only did it bring new meaning to the words “fast-food”, but I thought to myself, “Jeeze, they must have really needed some fries”.
Further out of the city, on the Pacific Highway, I saw some more crazy locals.
A few cyclists were using the marked cycle lane near us but some cars were hooning past me at 130km/h.
Then I saw the world’s dumbest runner, who was using the grass median strip as a track.
I was in Sydney for the Australasian launch of Ferrari’s 488 sports car, and was testing a Ferrari FF for a few days while in New South Wales.
And apart from those few incidents I was impressed yet again with the driving conditions.
Although that state is infamous for its hard-hitting speeding rules — if you get caught driving just 1km above the speed limit you’ll get fined — I was impressed with the speeds you could do in suburbs.
The speed limit moved from 50km/h to 60km/h and even 70km/h depending on the roads.
And I’m not talking neighbourhood roads, I’m talking four-lane busy thoroughfares in outer Sydney suburbs.
And yes, there were houses and footpaths on the side of the roads, not industrial areas.
I reckon New Zealand should implement such speeds in busy roads — rather than the traffic jam-causing 50km/h.