Retarded CA Laws

[ma71supraturbo]

21662. The driver of a motor vehicle traveling through defiles or canyons or upon mountain highways shall hold the motor vehicle under control at all times
:wuteva:

21710. The driver of a motor vehicle when traveling on down grade upon any highway shall not coast with the gears of such vehicle in neutral.

28090. Every renter of a motor vehicle with cellular radio telephone equipment shall provide the person who rents the motor vehicle with written operating instructions concerning the safe use of the equipment. The equipment shall also be clearly labeled with operating instructions concerning the safe use of the equipment.





Laws never enforced:

21656. On a two-lane highway where passing is unsafe because of traffic in the opposite direction or other conditions, a slow-moving vehicle, including a passenger vehicle, behind which five or more vehicles are formed in line, shall turn off the roadway at the nearest place designated as a turnout by signs erected by the authority having jurisdiction over the highway, or wherever sufficient area for a safe turnout exists, in order to permit the vehicles following it to proceed. As used in this section a slow-moving vehicle is one which is proceeding at a rate of speed less than the normal flow of traffic at the particular time and place.

21654. (a) Notwithstanding the prima facie speed limits, any vehicle proceeding upon a highway at a speed less than the normal speed of traffic moving in the same direction at such time shall be driven in the right-hand lane for traffic or as close as practicable to the right-hand edge or curb, except when overtaking and passing another vehicle proceeding in the same direction or when preparing for a left turn at an intersection or into a private road or driveway.

21753. Except when passing on the right is permitted, the driver of an overtaken vehicle shall safely move to the right-hand side of the highway in favor of the overtaking vehicle after an audible signal or a momentary flash of headlights by the overtaking vehicle, and shall not increase the speed of his or her vehicle until completely passed by the overtaking vehicle. This section does not require the driver of an overtaken vehicle to drive on the shoulder of the highway in order to allow the overtaking vehicle to pass.

21705. Motor vehicles being driven outside of a business or residence district in a caravan or motorcade, whether or not towing other vehicles, shall be so operated as to allow sufficient space and in no event less than 100 feet between each vehicle or combination of vehicles so as to enable any other vehicle to overtake or pass.

 

[TONY!]

21662. The driver of a motor vehicle traveling through defiles or canyons or upon mountain highways shall hold the motor vehicle under control at all times
:wuteva:

http://www.answers.com/defiles&r=67
So that is like...don't be a reckless driver? Being in control is a good thing. You should always be in control of your machine and know your limits. I will tell you of my experiences. When motorcyclists go beyond their limits roadracing up in the mountains, they die. I have lost many friends that pushed it at the wrong time. I consider myself lucky really to be alive. Not every one knows where their limits, or the limits of the road, or the limits of the conditions are exactly. It does take years of learning. There are a lot of stupid people out there who need things spelled out for them who will never be skilled at operating a machine at high speed. That is why we have laws. Traffic laws are based on what the stupid or incompetent need help with. They are not based on what the most skilled drivers/riders can operate at. At one time I estimated that 1 out of 4 hard core motorcycle racers who make it to meets every week will die. No one who is faster than me from my original pack in VT, has not died or broken their back. Luck had something to do with that to some extent.

Just yesterday I remembered last year when I was on my bike at a red light in traffic & this big truck spun out of control almost hitting me from the on coming lane. Maybe he was trying some stunt or peeling out. I just know his truck was coming at me and when it stopped, it was not facing where it should at all. If had he did hit me and if I had lost a leg because of his out of control driving...the purpose of my life would be to kill him in a slow way, because my life would have no hope or not be one that I would want. Girls don't want to marry cripples, I won't be able to play any sports at an enjoyable level, and it would affect my ability to make money. I won't describe what I would do to an inconsiderate idiot who would take my idea of life from me on this forum. No apology from him would do. I would have told him at the scene that I found my purpose in life. In court when he would have given me an apology, I would have told him, "You are say you are sorry now and can walk away, I have to be like this forever and can't walk away; I live like this 24/7. You are not sorry and you are not so considerate. If you are such a considerate & sorry person, WTF did you not consider that when you pulled your stunt off?"

No idiot better hit my car for any stupid reason if & when I finish it.
If you want to play, do it away from other people & cars. Don't jeopardize bystanders. Don't assume they are cool with it. A safe distance IS required. I am both a former mountain boy but have ALWAYS considered others when operating my machines after I lost my MK2 in a spin that started at 125MPH. I will never push a stock suspension car to those speeds again because I already know that they can loose stability easily.

This is kind of relevant but kind of off topic, when I ride with pack, some people do wheelies from behind. I have told people "You do that shit when you are in the front not coming from behind." I did see one guy land his front wheel on another guy’s bike & leg once.

If you want to play & have decided that the risk/reward ratio is acceptable for you, go ahead, but don’t assume that others are cool with you putting them at risk.
DO YOUR TRICKS OR YOUR HIGH SPEED RUNS AWAY FROM OTHER PEOPLE/CARS/BIKES/HOUSES/INTERSECTIONS.

21710. The driver of a motor vehicle when traveling on down grade upon any highway shall not coast with the gears of such vehicle in neutral

Can they really enforce that? How would they even know? Not all machines have loud exhaust systems.

 

[ma71supraturbo]

There are laws on the books for going too fast, breaking traction, etc etc. Its a stupid, redudant law - and IMHO, the more laws a society has, the worse it reflects on the population...

 

[Mark3Supraholic]

O I know that one. I think it's commonly referred to as the Show of Speed law. Basically, it is illegal to show anyone how fast your vehicle is or what it can do. My friend got a ticket in a parking lot for doing a burnout.

I was talking to my friend last week and his boss' friend passed away riding a motorbike in the mountains. A few days earlier, I had gone up to the mountains in my stock Neon to test the limits of it's adhesion. I already thought they wouldn't be that high, and driving through the twists and turns only confirmed this thinking. I only led through one mile driving quickly, and just as quickly I could figure out how fast I could take the corners. Entering blind corners I would always slow down enough where I could take a hairpin if the turn turned into one. The GPS navigation gave me a good idea of how tight a turn would be. We had my Neon, a Mercedes C280, and a Camry up there and would later on meet a moderately modified Civic. Before anyone says anything, I was aware of the stupidity of taking these cars up there. I planned to take it relatively easy. They planned otherwise. For most of the trip, I stayed as third car, the safety car. I was also the only car with two people. I depended on my friend to be my extra set of eyes and my navigator, and boy did it help. I would have ate it with a sweeping right-hander if it weren't for him. Only one time afterwards I went off the road, owing to a GPS NavMap error. A hard left 90 degree turned was read back by my navigator as a soft sweeping left. No damage occured luckily. When my friend in the Camry plowed into the guardrail, I had been second car and saw him go. The third car, the Mercedes, had spun out behind me without me even knowing it. At this point I realized we were all very lucky nothing more major happened. As my friend who hit the rail kept going on, he drove slower. Yet my other friend in the Mercedes decided it was time to be stupid, stopping every now and then to do dirt burnouts. He even had the audacity to complain the Camry was driving too slow. We met the Civic up there later on, and as luck would have it, he slices open a sidewall on his brand new tires. At this point I've had enough, and I decide we should go back down and get home while we still can. I explain this idea to my other friends as we try to temporarily fix a sidewall, as he had no spare. The original planned call for the Civic to lead and another car to follow behind it to make sure its tire wouldn't get too flat. I would stay at the back yet again. Well, going back down, Mr. Stupid in the Mercedes pulls off the the side after about 2 miles, and I think he's in trouble, as his car wasn't exactly in perfect condition. Nope, he decides to do a few stunts in the dirt. I wait for him as my friend in the Camry goes in the lead. He takes it slow. Mr. Stupid decides at this point he's going too slow and I see him tapping his brakes incessantly. At this point we've lost complete view of the Civic, and I fear something bad might have happened. I stop the line and take the lead, berating Mr. Stupid as I pass him. I travel down the mountain slowly looking for any possible signs of problems. Luckily at the bottom of the mountain, the Civic had already gotten down without problems. I was so pissed at Mr. Stupid for acting so retarded. I mean, it was him who told me that the Camry shouldn't go up. He told me that my friend in the Camry had a temper problem. That temper problem could have cost him more that night, but it didn't. I was mad because his driving only egged the Camry on to drive harder. I told him not the let the Camry lead, but he did anyways, much to my chagrin. His logic was to let him learn his lesson. I shouldn't have let him but I did. A few days later he wanted to go back up, but that time I would not let him take his Camry. I told him if he's going to drive like a maniac, then I'm not going to be the one who has to drive back down in a panic because he crashes. That seemed to have gotten through somewhat. I remind him everytime he wants to go back up of how close he was to going into the ravine. He hit the rail right where it began. Hopefully he has learned his lesson. We were all very lucky that night. If I go back up there with my Neon, I know what its limits are. I don't push it hard. I let my friends have it that night. At the bottom of the mountain I explained and yelled at them. I am very concerned about their safety. I was even concerned about the safety of a total stranger we met up there. But apparently they were not. They were too busy having fun and acting like dorks. Sure it was fun. It tested the limits of my car. But I never make it into a race or a bet. Mr. Stupid is my friend Alex who I quote in my signature. I don't understand yet why he always has to prove something. To me, getting home is more important than impressing someone.

When I told my Professor about these events, he told me about a student he knew. This student took his motorcycle up to the mountains often. One night a rock made contact with his leg as he was turning. Instead of just breaking it, it literally rotated his leg about the hip, circling around 360 degrees. In the end he needed to amputate his leg, and get an artificial hip replacement with prosthetic limbs.

I'm sorry this wasn't really about California laws, but Tony's post about the motorcycle's made me feel I should tell you. I like to have fun. I like test my cars limits. But I try to always be aware of these, and my own limits. I'll gladly take the slow way out if it means I'll get home in one piece.

I bet there are even stranger laws out there. I read somewhere that a state out in the southeast has a law that if you kill something on the road, you're allowed to scrape it up, take it home and eat it.

 

[americanjebus]

hahahaha
i dont knwo what other state it was but i know theres a state where you can be arrested for striking the sidewalk with any metal object.
that means if you throw a paper clip at the curb you "can" be arrested.

 

[ShagsSupra]

Here in my town they show stupid laws that were enforced in the old days lol...

1 that I remember off hand is your not allowed to plow a field with an elephant pulling the plow.

 

[SupraMario]

I bet there are even stranger laws out there. I read somewhere that a state out in the southeast has a law that if you kill something on the road, you're allowed to scrape it up, take it home and eat it.

that would be TN, they do it all the time here.
just as long as its fresh i would eat it.

 

[lanky189]

O I know that one. I think it's commonly referred to as the Show of Speed law. Basically, it is illegal to show anyone how fast your vehicle is or what it can do. My friend got a ticket in a parking lot for doing a burnout.

I was talking to my friend last week and his boss' friend passed away riding a motorbike in the mountains. A few days earlier, I had gone up to the mountains in my stock Neon to test the limits of it's adhesion. I already thought they wouldn't be that high, and driving through the twists and turns only confirmed this thinking. I only led through one mile driving quickly, and just as quickly I could figure out how fast I could take the corners. Entering blind corners I would always slow down enough where I could take a hairpin if the turn turned into one. The GPS navigation gave me a good idea of how tight a turn would be. We had my Neon, a Mercedes C280, and a Camry up there and would later on meet a moderately modified Civic. Before anyone says anything, I was aware of the stupidity of taking these cars up there. I planned to take it relatively easy. They planned otherwise. For most of the trip, I stayed as third car, the safety car. I was also the only car with two people. I depended on my friend to be my extra set of eyes and my navigator, and boy did it help. I would have ate it with a sweeping right-hander if it weren't for him. Only one time afterwards I went off the road, owing to a GPS NavMap error. A hard left 90 degree turned was read back by my navigator as a soft sweeping left. No damage occured luckily. When my friend in the Camry plowed into the guardrail, I had been second car and saw him go. The third car, the Mercedes, had spun out behind me without me even knowing it. At this point I realized we were all very lucky nothing more major happened. As my friend who hit the rail kept going on, he drove slower. Yet my other friend in the Mercedes decided it was time to be stupid, stopping every now and then to do dirt burnouts. He even had the audacity to complain the Camry was driving too slow. We met the Civic up there later on, and as luck would have it, he slices open a sidewall on his brand new tires. At this point I've had enough, and I decide we should go back down and get home while we still can. I explain this idea to my other friends as we try to temporarily fix a sidewall, as he had no spare. The original planned call for the Civic to lead and another car to follow behind it to make sure its tire wouldn't get too flat. I would stay at the back yet again. Well, going back down, Mr. Stupid in the Mercedes pulls off the the side after about 2 miles, and I think he's in trouble, as his car wasn't exactly in perfect condition. Nope, he decides to do a few stunts in the dirt. I wait for him as my friend in the Camry goes in the lead. He takes it slow. Mr. Stupid decides at this point he's going too slow and I see him tapping his brakes incessantly. At this point we've lost complete view of the Civic, and I fear something bad might have happened. I stop the line and take the lead, berating Mr. Stupid as I pass him. I travel down the mountain slowly looking for any possible signs of problems. Luckily at the bottom of the mountain, the Civic had already gotten down without problems. I was so pissed at Mr. Stupid for acting so retarded. I mean, it was him who told me that the Camry shouldn't go up. He told me that my friend in the Camry had a temper problem. That temper problem could have cost him more that night, but it didn't. I was mad because his driving only egged the Camry on to drive harder. I told him not the let the Camry lead, but he did anyways, much to my chagrin. His logic was to let him learn his lesson. I shouldn't have let him but I did. A few days later he wanted to go back up, but that time I would not let him take his Camry. I told him if he's going to drive like a maniac, then I'm not going to be the one who has to drive back down in a panic because he crashes. That seemed to have gotten through somewhat. I remind him everytime he wants to go back up of how close he was to going into the ravine. He hit the rail right where it began. Hopefully he has learned his lesson. We were all very lucky that night. If I go back up there with my Neon, I know what its limits are. I don't push it hard. I let my friends have it that night. At the bottom of the mountain I explained and yelled at them. I am very concerned about their safety. I was even concerned about the safety of a total stranger we met up there. But apparently they were not. They were too busy having fun and acting like dorks. Sure it was fun. It tested the limits of my car. But I never make it into a race or a bet. Mr. Stupid is my friend Alex who I quote in my signature. I don't understand yet why he always has to prove something. To me, getting home is more important than impressing someone.

When I told my Professor about these events, he told me about a student he knew. This student took his motorcycle up to the mountains often. One night a rock made contact with his leg as he was turning. Instead of just breaking it, it literally rotated his leg about the hip, circling around 360 degrees. In the end he needed to amputate his leg, and get an artificial hip replacement with prosthetic limbs.

I'm sorry this wasn't really about California laws, but Tony's post about the motorcycle's made me feel I should tell you. I like to have fun. I like test my cars limits. But I try to always be aware of these, and my own limits. I'll gladly take the slow way out if it means I'll get home in one piece.

I bet there are even stranger laws out there. I read somewhere that a state out in the southeast has a law that if you kill something on the road, you're allowed to scrape it up, take it home and eat it.

when will the cliffnotes be available?

 

[SupraMario]

LOL lazy lanky tricks are for kids.
I read it all Mark3Supraholic cause someone has to care.
lol

 

[Mark3Supraholic]

when will the cliffnotes be available?

Available NOW! Normally $9.95, now available absolutely FREE!

Cliff Notes Version 1:

Lesson: Don't go into the mountains and suffer from stupidity at the same time.

Synopsis: Alex is an idiot. Andy is an idiot. I was an idiot for going up there with them. Civic drivers who add wheels tires, shocks/springs and think they can handle slice open their tires. Motorcyclists who go up to the mountains wish to die or at the very least will require prostethic limbs and a new artificial hip at the tender age of 26. RIP to an aquaintance of mine, I rarely knew him.

Notes: Tennessee Rocks cause you can kill something with your car and then eat it. I'd go rabbit hunting every day. Still a weird law to me.

That was JUST for you Lanky.

 

[Mark3Supraholic]

LOL lazy lanky tricks are for kids.
I read it all Mark3Supraholic cause someone has to care.
lol

I'm glad you care. If everyone else started reading.. Cliff Notes would be out of business...

 

[lanky189]

Available NOW! Normally $9.95, now available absolutely FREE!

Cliff Notes Version 1:

Lesson: Don't go into the mountains and suffer from stupidity at the same time.

Synopsis: Alex is an idiot. Andy is an idiot. I was an idiot for going up there with them. Civic drivers who add wheels tires, shocks/springs and think they can handle slice open their tires. Motorcyclists who go up to the mountains wish to die or at the very least will require prostethic limbs and a new artificial hip at the tender age of 26. RIP to an aquaintance of mine, I rarely knew him.

Notes: Tennessee Rocks cause you can kill something with your car and then eat it. I'd go rabbit hunting every day. Still a weird law to me.

That was JUST for you Lanky.

cool thanks.. quiz time!

 

[SupraMario]

I'm glad you care. If everyone else started reading.. Cliff Notes would be out of business...

damn im a dying race of people who read.:icon_frow