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That headline kind of applies to all self-driving cars though, right? Since we don’t really have any ready for mass market yet. Meaning that they’re all struggling with the whole “self driving” thing in some way.
Because bullets are a Texas Handshake.
Prediction: 3599 of those commentators will all but forget about this in 48 hours, and the rest of her potential constituents know enough about human interaction to take recent-death well-wishing with a polite grain of salt.
“Code 1! Code 1! We’ve got a Kallenhard incoming, OR staff report to your stations!”
I think shoulders are better when available, but they’re definitely not uniform across the US (particularly in regard to overpasses). They also pose a problem when you factor in on/off ramps—snarled traffic there will cross the shoulder of the main highway, blocking emergency vehicles.
It’s just inconsiderate, really.
Aren’t the tires on this things filled with nitrogen or some shit
Also, as someone who likes to pal around with his hound on the weekends — there are explicitly dog-friendly establishments out there. Go there. Don’t expect it to be the default state for everywhere else. And if your errands involve stopping at some no-pup zones (groceries, etc), leave them home.
Probably dispatched before they knew his buddies were gone
10 years old. Neighborhood kids found a golf ball in the creek. We then discovered that golf balls bounce like super-balls on the asphalt. Competition began to see who could bounce it the highest (the goal was “over the power lines”).
My parents have a small chunk of land in “farm country.” Barn, couple horses, that kinda thing. It’s not a working farm, but there’s still a lot of maintenance and regular improvement to be done.