Our bimmer saved my butt today.
We were driving back to Venice from Vero Beach about 11, on Rt 70 West around Okeechobee. It was raining steadily under steel gray skies, and the roads were very greasy.
Passing through a long, curving intersection at speed (60 ish), I noticed a car crossing left to right in front of me. He didn’t seem to be stopping, so I kept an eye on him, lifted off, and decided to cover the brake, just in case.
Sure enough, knucklehead kept going, right across my path. Oh crap. I mashed TF out of the brake, and steered quickly left, then right, missing this bozo’s bumper by a couple feet or so. I remember a bunch of orange and red flashing lights or something in the dash, but honestly all I really recall was the pulses of the ABS or DSC or whatever electrickery they use as drivers assists these days. The car was definitely rotating and reacted quickly, very quickly, so I ended up steering around without a scratch. I felt very much in control; it was almost like a slalom exercise at a driving experience.
Took a few minutes to get my pulse rate down, but I was really thankful we didn’t end up in an accident. Here’s to technology.