On our way home from S.I.L. Thanksgiving dinner, motoring along on the 401 (primary highway across Canada---4-6 lanes express and 3-4 collectors) and keeping up with traffic
), as is the case, the "safety" distance between cars tends to get shorter than what it should be.
People like to squeeze into your "stopping distance" to get past the guy the're tailgating so everyone is closer than they should be.
Well, as is often the case people slow down for no apparent reason. Such was the case last night.
Brake lights come on on the car in front of me and so I let off the gas expecting speeds to pick up again quite quickly. Driving in S, we 55 owners (not sure about other SLK's) know she tends to slow down quite quickly on her own with those rapid down shifts.
All of a sudden I see smoke (and smell it as we're topless (8oC with the heat full on--gotta love it :grin") and because the top is down I hear the (in front of me) car's tires just wailing.
I put the brakes on wayyyy harder than I usually do (because of these suddenly shortened safety zones). Well, Schwarzie comes to a stop (without locking up) in such a short distance I pull onto the shoulder while still braking because I firmly believed the guy behind me could NOT stop in time before whacking me in the rear.
I was right as he pulled up about a foot into my trunk
With 14" rotors on my 18" wheels, this car stops on a dime and gives you 9c change. If I had been in the Magnum, with it's 13.5" rotors on 18's, it would have been iffy if I could have stopped in time (it being a much heavier car).
Driving this 55 has (re)sharpened my reaction times, being such a responsive vehicle.
Thanks Schwarzie. Saved our bacon last night.