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On Tue, 14 Dec 2004 14:47:44 +0000, Tony Raven <[email protected]>
wrote in message <[email protected]>:
>The slowing down will help but covering the brake only saves about 200ms.
The reason for covering the brake is to ensure that the default action
becomes braking rather than accelerating, should something unexpected
happen. My driving instructor was quite keen on that one.
My driving instructor was John Milne, now MBE and Head of Training at
the Approved Driving Instructors National Joint Council, an old friend
of the family whose late wife used to give me second helpings of pud
in the college canteen. Back then he was not an MBE, although the
Pater informs me he was one of five people employed by the DoT as was
to assess driving instructor examiners. Another was Fred Williams,
who taught my sister. Dad was active in road safety in St Albans in
nineteen hundred and frozen to death, so he picked us the best
instructors he could find. And then took me out to practice in a car
which, as it turned out, had no brakes, which meant some fast
learning...
Guy
--
"then came ye chavves, theyre cartes girded wyth candels
blue, and theyre beastes wyth straynge horn-lyke thyngs
onn theyre arses that theyre fartes be herde from myles
around." Chaucer, the Sheppey Tales
wrote in message <[email protected]>:
>The slowing down will help but covering the brake only saves about 200ms.
The reason for covering the brake is to ensure that the default action
becomes braking rather than accelerating, should something unexpected
happen. My driving instructor was quite keen on that one.
My driving instructor was John Milne, now MBE and Head of Training at
the Approved Driving Instructors National Joint Council, an old friend
of the family whose late wife used to give me second helpings of pud
in the college canteen. Back then he was not an MBE, although the
Pater informs me he was one of five people employed by the DoT as was
to assess driving instructor examiners. Another was Fred Williams,
who taught my sister. Dad was active in road safety in St Albans in
nineteen hundred and frozen to death, so he picked us the best
instructors he could find. And then took me out to practice in a car
which, as it turned out, had no brakes, which meant some fast
learning...
Guy
--
"then came ye chavves, theyre cartes girded wyth candels
blue, and theyre beastes wyth straynge horn-lyke thyngs
onn theyre arses that theyre fartes be herde from myles
around." Chaucer, the Sheppey Tales