Men drivers. Women drivers. Who are the safest on the road? According to most car insurance companies, its women. In Virginia, most accidents are caused by male drivers. Well guess what? I don’t believe it. I have firsthand experience to prove otherwise. With 31 years in the car insurance business and about 38 years of driving experience, I’m convinced that women are the worst drivers of the species.
Growing up, there were five drivers in our household. Myself, my two sisters and my parents. My father and I drove similarly. Close to the speed limit and rather cautiously. We left on time to get where we were going and arrived there safely. My mother, I must admit, was also a dependable driver. We got where we wanted to go although some wrong turns sometimes changed a 20-minute trip to a 90-minute trip. Not that it makes a difference, but I don’t remember ever driving to Richmond or Charlottesville.
And then…there were my sisters. Linda, five years older than I, had an incredible ability to drive without looking at the road. She focused mainly on the persons in the car she was talking to, the radio, the mirror and occasionally the floor mat. Ok…occasionally she would have to look up if there was a stop sign or traffic light in the vicinity. But that was rare.
I’m not sure how she did it. She was able to cook, eat, read and I wouldn’t doubt sleep…all while driving. Thank God we didn’t have cell phones back then.
Bridgett was about three years older than Linda. Bridgett liked to listen to the radio. Not just at home, but when she ate, slept or drove her car in Virginia…the music was on. Not necessarily loud, but you knew she was around if you could hear music. OK…Now what does music have to do with her driving? A lot. Let me explain.
Her driving pattern was solely based on the beat of the music. If the pace of the song was fast, she drove fast. If it was a slow song, she creeped along at a snail’s pace. If the song suddenly stopped, the car came to a screeching halt! Yes, we had seatbelts back then and I’m grateful for that. If the song quickly changed pace, so did Bridgett. We didn’t have rap music back then. I wonder what the ride would have been like if we did.
So now you see why, despite Virginia car insurance statistics that tell a different story, I still believe male drivers are better than their female counterparts. Still don’t believe me? Next time you’re in the area, I’ll let you take a drive with Bridgett. And yes, I’ll make sure Bridgett’s favorite rap station is on the air!