Continuing this weeks series of techno-posts, I appear to have forgotten how to reverse any car lacking a rear-facing camera. It’s been a while since I drove my old Hyundai shitbox, but I had reason to yesterday. I drove down the Post Office to pick up my new meat thermometer. This bad boy…
But having placed it within any possession I started said shitbox, put the beast into reverse, and sat staring at the dashboard for a long time, wondering where the hell the crisp colour video image of the world at my arse had got to.
Reader, it was some time before I negotiated my exit from that cursed purgatory.
The first time I saw a car with a reversing camera I said to my BFF that we'll end up with a generation of kids who are unable to reverse without one. I did NOT predict that current generations would lose this ability with the advent of reverse cameras 🤣
Think about how many phone numbers you had memorised as a kid, and think about how many you have now. I struggle to remember my own bloody number since it's saved into the frequent phrases on my phone...
Twill be the same when self driving cars become common. You'll leave the Machine controlled roads of the city, heading for a country break and die because you didn't remember to take the steering wheel and just watch the tree coming at you.
Geez, this is getting like grumpy old men sitting on the verandah complaining that things used to be better when...reversing just off the mirrors and how those dang-fangled youth have to turn half around on the bench seat with one arm hooked over the back so that they can look out the rear window at where they're going.
How do you park with a reverse camera??? 360 degree camera for me or nothing.
I'm the opposite - when driving cars with reversing cameras I ignore the screen and do as always i.e. turn my head and use mirrors. Mind you I was raised driving a range of weirdarse vintage cars with a wide variety of non standard controls e.g. first car I drove was a 1927 Chev with 3 gears, no synchromesh, and the accelerator was a small pedal between the clutch and brake. And tiny mirrors,
Meater! That pun is the wurst.
Someone I am married to (no names obviously) drove a different car all night without lights as the lights on our car come on automatically and she just assumed that was the way with all cars.
Spare a thought for those of us who no longer have a handbrake, ending up going nowhere when seated in the shitbox. Not to mention having to use a key like an animal.
forget your ability (or lack thereof) to drive a car, tell me about the meat thermometer...I have 'new toy envy' already!