#Dangerous Roads

[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

dangerous roads

[alfa-rent-a-car-cluj]

Cele mai periculoase drumuri din Europa

Care sunt cele mai periculoase drumuri din Europa? Există multe drumuri periculoase în Europa, iar în cele ce urmează biroul de închirieri auto aeroport Cluj Napoca Alfa Rent a Car vă prezintă care sunt acestea, numărul total de decese anuale, rata mortalității pentru fiecare 10 kilometri parcurși, lungimea lor, motivele principale care duc la accidente și modalitățile de a le evita. Drumurile vor fi clasificate în funcție de numărul de decese la 10 km pentru că această clasificare este mai importantă decât numărul total de decese:

Cele mai periculoase drumuri din Europa

[feckcops]

‘This Machine Kills Kids’: SUVs Hit With Spray Paint in Bristol

“Climate activists have welcomed the news that SUVs have been targeted with spray paint in Bristol.

“‘This machine kills kids’ was spray-painted onto the doors and bonnet of around six vehicles on Sunday night in Clifton, Bristol’s most expensive suburb, according to Bristol Live …

“SUVs, which are more polluting than normal cars – and are also more deadly when striking pedestrians – have been the target of a recent wave of climate activism. Since March 2022, guerilla climate group the Tyre Extinguishers have targeted over 10,000 SUVs across 15 countries, deflating their tyres and making them temporarily unusable.”

[phprentacar]

Cele mai periculoase drumuri din Romania

România are unul dintre cele mai ridicate rate de accidente rutiere din Europa, dar care sunt cele mai periculoase șosele din România? În zilele noastre mașinile oferă un grad de siguranță nemaiîntâlnit în istorie dar cu toate acestea șansele noastre să ne găsim sfârșitul în interiorul acestora depinde foarte mult și de drumurile pe care conducem. Unele șosele sunt mai periculoase decât altele iar compania de închirieri auto aeroport Cluj Napoca PHP Rent a Car a creat o listă cu 5 dintre cele mai periculoase drumuri pe care veți dori să le evitați:

Topul celor mai periculoase drumuri din Romania.

[beyond-the-beast]

Stuck in Michigan for one more day... Between nearly crashing my truck on black iced roads and a storm passing over the turnpike stretch through Ohio and across northern PA it was an easy decision to come back.

[ganga-times]

Kolli Hills Road: A Thrilling Journey Through Tamil Nadu’s Most Dangerous Road

Nestled in the Eastern Ghats of Tamil Nadu, Kolli Hills Road has gained a reputation as one of the most thrilling and challenging roads in India. With over 70 sharp hairpin bends, this road is an engineering marvel and a favorite among adventure enthusiasts and nature lovers alike. Kolli Hills Road The Unique Features of Kolli Hills Road The road to Kolli Hills stretches through lush green…

[jasonwissner]

The Perilous Walk in Denver: Dangers of Phones While Driving

Denver's roads are a challenge. It's not just about the cars but what's in the driver's hand. Phones while driving on dangerous roads have become a common sight.

Intro Denver’s roads are a challenge. It’s not just about the cars but what’s in the driver’s hand. Phones while driving on dangerous roads have become a common sight. The city’s pedestrian safety stats are alarming. In 2023, we saw 131 lives lost on foot, up over 12% from 2022. This post isn’t a rant. It’s a guide on navigating Denver’s streets for your safety and that of others. The Pothole…

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[khurramshabbir]

Discover the 10 Deadliest Roads in the World

Take a closer look at the deadliest roads in the world and consider whether you would rather avoid them or enjoy the scenery and thrill.

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[joandelahaye]

Driving Through Corruption: Navigating South Africa's Dangerous Roads in a Broken System

Hello, my Freaky Darlings! When everything is broken, is it inevitable that everyone becomes a criminal? While driving to the day job on Thursday morning and avoiding another moron doing something stupid on the highway, I started thinking about why South Africa’s roads were considered the most dangerous in the world. It’s a sad truth that over 14,000 people die on our roads every year. And it’s…

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Deadly 70-car pileup in Iowa caught on camera

Authorities say seven people have been killed — including two teenage sisters — on Iowa roads as a winter storm swept the state Monday, leading to dozens of crashes and a 50- to 70-car pileup near Ames. The Des Moines Register reports that 17-year-old Avery Arneson and 13-year-old Aiden Arneson, sisters from Decorah, died a two-vehicle crash around 8:30 a.m. Monday on a county road in northeast Iowa. Four other teens were injured and hospitalized in that crash. In Cedar Rapids, two men died in a crash on Interstate 380. Killed were 24-year-old Jacolby Jesse Burks, of Cedar Rapids, and 21-year-old Devion Martel Luster, of Dixon, Illinois. One person died and several people were critically injured in the pileup that closed Interstate 35 near Ames. On I-80, police say a person was killed in a crash east of Grinnell around 1:20 p.m., and another person died and two others were injured at 1:40 p.m. near Durant. Video courtesy of the Iowa Department of Transportation

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DCxDP: Travel Buddy

"I already told you I'm not going to another country! I'm going to New Mexico!" The shout echoes with frustration across the airport. Dick looks up from his phone to where a man is arguing with a woman behind a counter. She has a pinched grimace on her face, an expression only those who have worked in customer service are familiar with.

It's the look of someone who dances on the line of "I don't need to up with this bullshit. I don't need this job" and "Think of your bills, think of your check, stay calm."

There is a long line behind him, where everyone is making faces at the delay.

Dick often preferred to travel with Justice League tech, as nothing beat the speed of instant teleportation, but he needed to have some records of traveling the normal for his civilian identity. It would be suspicious if he was seen worldwide with no signs of how he got there.

It was a necessary evil to have his loveable wanderlust persona that was Dick Grayson-Wayne. He had taken a few aspects of Brucie Wayne but replaced the playboy reputation with a restlessness that couldn't stand being in one place for too long.

Growing up with people constantly pointing out how attractive he was, which would have been fine were it not for the rich old men and women who leered at him through his teen years. He could not stomach being a playboy, allowing those who objectified him to think he enjoyed their attention.

It was easier to be the easily distracted, pretty son who was always away from home instead. It helped that Bruce had plenty of private jets to gift his son for whatever whimsy urge to move hit him. That was why he was in Illinois today.

Dick's jet had needed to stop for some fuel, and like most commercial airlines, they were told that they needed to wait before heading up again. They may have enough money to afford their own planes, but commercial planes have the right of way.

Then a storm was reported at Gotham Airlines, and his pilot told Dick they were grounded until it cleared up. It could be a delay of six hours.

Dick didn't mind, having told his staff to take a break. If it got too bad, he would buy everyone a hotel room to try again tomorrow. His private jet staff seemed stunned by the offer, insisting they could wait to see if it was clear enough to fly in a few hours.

He had decided he wanted to have some crappy airport snacks, as it was part of the experience, and walked around the airport munching on his chocolate donut. He found a little booth selling local coffee, prompting him to find a seat near the welcome counter and scroll through his phone.

He still had three hours to kill, so he considered exploring the area a little. I suggest finding some hotels just in case. There was little in this place. The closest city was Amity Park, but it was only beside the mall and a decent burger joint; there was little to do.

It was one of those small towns that, despite not having many people, was well spread out due to all the open spaces. The people who lived there either raised a family, retired or had bloodlines traced generations back to the town's founding.

"Sir, as I stated before, you need a passport, and you have to pay for an international ticket to go to Mexico," The woman hissed. Some people in line began muttering about how annoying the man was for arguing.

"All I have is my driver's license. I could go home for my passport. That's no issue, but I am not paying for an international ticket to Mexico when I am not going there! I'm staying in the US! New Mexico is a state!" the man shouts, flailing his long black trenchcoat. It makes the black ponytail swing side to side as he leans on the counter. "How do you work in travel and not know that!?"

"What is going on here?" A man demands, stepping beside the gumming woman. Dick can tell he is the manager just by the way his uniform looks different.

"This man is refusing to listen." The counter lady practically spits and is now leaning well over the "I don't need this job" side of the customer service line. Dick finds himself standing up as the manager gets a quick rundown of the problem.

The crowd was getting impatient, even with the two other representatives slowly calling up the next customer. Curious by the outcome, Dick drifts closer, listening to the man explain that he wants to go to New Mexico to study the enormous reports of violent paranormal sightings.

He was apparently visiting all highly haunted states in the US to write a book about the history of the hauntings, but when he was attempting to get his ticket, the woman had been convinced he was leaving the country. Dick watched in real-time as the manager also seemed to think New Mexico was in Mexico because he began to explain the international policy to the fuming man.

They threatened to put him on the no-fly list if he continued causing them trouble. That angered the traveler even more, and he raised his voice and waved his arms as he insisted the location be within the country.

Dick pulls out his phone, typing with one thumb quickly and pulling up a map of the country. He slid right next to the trio, standing at the stranger's left with an easy smile.

"Excuse me, can I have a moment of your time?" He asks

The woman's frustration is now nearing its tipping point, but the manager must have recognized him, for he hastily scrambles to make his expression more pleasant.

"Mr. Grayson-Wayne! Please give me one moment to sort this out. I can help you if that's okay with you. I'm sorry for the delay. Karen, call security to have this man escorted out."

"What!?" Demands the guy as the woman grins.

"With pleasure."

"New Mexico is a US state, " Dick cuts in, displaying his screen. "It's been one since 1912, I'm afraid."

The airline employees are pale as they stare at his phone before the manager pulls it out of his pocket and types rapidly on it. A few seconds later, his already white face goes even whiter.

Dick considers the man next to him, who has a grin starting to bloom on his face. It's a pretty handsome face if he's honest. A dig has him looking away towards his phone.

It's a message from his pilot. It seems the storm was due to Mr. Freeze, and they weren't expecting it to clear for at least four days. He was asking if there was anywhere else Dick wanted to fly to.

"I'm so sorry. I'll bump you up to first class." The manager says to the stranger, who is looking rather smug now. Dick considers his pilot's question before thinking, why not.

He does have an image to uphold, after all.

"Would you like a ride in my private jet? " Dick turns to the man, who blinks at him while cutting off the rambling of the woman and the manger. "I can drop you off wherever you want in New Mexico. Where were you headed?"

"Ugh, I wanted to visit Dawnson Cemetry, " the man stammers. "I-do you really have a private jet?"

"Yeah. Would you like to go with me?"

There is a moment of hesitation before the man grabs his wallet off the counter and nods. "If it's not too much trouble," he responds cautiously.

"It's not. I'm Dick Grayson-Wayne, by the way."

"Danny Fenton."

Dick waves the two employees away, winking at them as they slump in relief that Danny doesn't seem to want to make this into an incident. Likely, he had just been upset they weren't listening.

"Most haunted places in the US, huh?" Dick asks while sending a text to his crew. He gets confirmation that they can head over to the southwest post haste. "Aren't you scared of ghosts?"

Danny gives an odd little smirk. "I haven't been afraid of ghosts since I was fourteen."

Dick stares at his mouth a little too long, swinging his gaze back to his phone when he gets a message from Bruce. His dad had been informed of the flight change and was using the coded message to confirm Dick being the one to change it.

He types out a response, ignoring the fluttering of his heart. If he checks to see what other states are highly haunted as Danny looks around his jet with a fallen jaw, that's only because he has four days to kill.

[thetorturedlovergirl]

So you're telling me that if Elphaba hadn't been able to turn Fiyero into a scarecrow, Dorothy would have found a beaten and nearly dead man tied to a post.

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

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