What a difference a city makes

As I was meandering around Michigan (Flint to Grand Rapids to Detroit back to Flint in a four day span) I did a lot of the driving.  My in-laws are not fans of driving in big cities, I can handle it just fine though.  While we were in and around Detroit, I started out driving five over the posted limit.  And in the mean time, was getting passed by blue hairs.  I did the only rational thing....sped up to the flow of traffic.  And before I knew it, I was going twenty and twenty five over.  A fact my friend Marc would be most proud of.  And I was still getting passed by some people (although I was doing more passing than being passed).  Holy shit.  

I didn't think much of it at the time because I was going with the majority of the flow of traffic.  But when I got back to Wichita, that drastically changed.  I hit about five over the limit and was passing everyone.  It is funny how things like that work.  Just recently, the city police set up a bear trap and nailed someone for going about thirty five over the posted limit.  That right there is why I don't speed too often.  I have no desire to be the person sitting on the shoulder of the road while other drivers laugh to themselves (at least that is what I do when I see speeders pulled over on the highway and/or in the city).  There is nothing wrong with setting up a bear trap.  It helps maintain.  

Big cities like Detroit have crazy drivers.  The way Marc described driving in Atlanta was the following.  'Just go.  The drivers behind you are paying attention.'  He tried to pass this mentality onto me while we were in Dallas a couple of years ago.  My brain doesn't work that way.  I need to look, I need to know what is going on around me.  I understand the thought process behind it, but can't bring myself to change lanes blindly.