By George Moore
Northbound Highway 101 at Hospital Curve in San Francisco at 10:30 a.m. on Sunday, May 25. Tourist traffic heavier than normal due to the Memorial Day holiday weekend.
I slotted in behind a Davis Airporter passenger van coming out of the San Francisco International Airport. If there was someone who knew the way onto Interstate 80 and over the Bay Bridge, it would be this driver. Following this driver turned out to be a real treat.
As a lifelong Sn Francisco driver who has been over the Bay Bridge hundreds of times, I know a tow when I see one. With his visibility and knowledge, this driver could slice open the traffic for me. I smiled as he hit the split perfectly between 101 and I-80 and smiled again as he hit the car-pool lane on the Oakland side of the Bay Bridge.
OK, so he knew the way over the Bay Bridge. Being a Sunday, I didn’t need to worry about using this car-pool lane with only me and my wife in our car. I smiled again as this van driver moved one lane to the right as he passed through Berkeley. He did this because the crazy locals use the car-pool lane through Berkeley to do 80-plus miles per hour. This van driver was impressive. I decided to follow him as far as possible on my way to Vacaville.
I am still smiling about the experience. No left-lane battles with the speeders for this driver. Never over the limit for this guy, not even for a second. I have tried many times to set my cruise control between the Bay Bridge and Carquinez Bridge but it is not possible. There is simply too much traffic along this stretch of I-80. This can only mean that this driver had brilliant manual gas pedal control. He never went over the limit. Never. It was impressive.
I smiled still again as a local sheriff slotted into the right-hand lane. Behind my Davis-based minivan driver, I didn’t worry about it at all. We hadn’t been even one mile over the speed limit. This guy had just saved me from a potential speeding ticket. This minivan driver was good; very good. He held it perfectly steady at the limit and did not move out of his lane. It was a great tow.
I lost sight of him as we approached the Carquinez Bridge. He was in the Fast Track lane while I had to be in the cash lane. Before I lost him, I pulled up alongside and saw that he was driving No. 7 of the Davis Airporter fleet.
I saw you, pal. I witnessed you. On a road full of speeders and other crazy drivers, you really stood out as the best driver on the road. It was impressive to follow you. You were good.
— George Moore is a San Francisco resident.