Young Women Drivers are Still Women
Young, female-type drivers have lower insurance premiums all over Earth. Even in ancient times, this was true.
What is not true, however, is that young women are better drivers than young men. The truth is exactly the opposite. Young men are better drivers than women.
Don’t believe me? Then you’re probably a woman and you should just use all the money you save on your car insurance to buy a fucking clue.
Man Points.
Actually, you should use all that money to pay off your credit card bill. Just because it’s called a “credit” card, doesn’t mean it’s a good thing.
Young women have lower auto insurance premiums than young men because they are worse at driving.
Since when did being cheaper mean something was better? I can drink water from a muddy hole in the ground, but you know what? I don’t. Fuck that it’s free. I pay more for water than I pay for gasoline. I’m a man and I can appreciate the value of good fucking water.
Young man drivers are reckless, impatient, and prone to error. Have you ever seen a young man on the side of the road next to a car that has its underbelly facing skyward? That’s what we in the business of man-ing it up call a “mistake”. Car insurance companies call it a “Fuck You”, but that’s beside the point.
The point is: men learn from mistakes — no matter what their age. Women don’t. Men are better drivers than women when they’re behaving recklessly because they’re testing the limits of physics. Fuck physics. Fuck physics and physics will fuck you is what being a male teenage driver teaches you. That’s an important fucking lesson. That way when a man has a wife and two kids in the cab in ten years, he knows exactly what he can and can’t do on a rainy night going to some shitty wedding reception that he won’t bitch about because men never do. Also, women are shitty at parking.
If you know anything about statistics, the claim that young women are better than young men at driving because of statistics should make you shit in your pants (especially if that’s where you keep your calculator). It’s just plain dumb. The only way to fairly compare the safety of men and women as a function of insurance premiums is to take an average of insurance premiums over the lifespan of both. In doing that, the conclusion is obvious.
Women fucking suck at driving.
The real reason women have to pay less than men for auto insurance is that none of them fucking pay it. Read that twice because there isn’t a typo. No young woman pays for her own auto insurance. Her father does. Not so for young men. Young men are stuck out in the lurch on their own, left to their own devices, and take care of business without any bullshit.
Think about it like this: if fathers had to pay as much for their daughter’s insurance as they did for their son’s, would they do it? Would you do it? Fuck no. The little trollop will just hook up with some degenerate anyway and get schlepped all over town in exchange for God knows what. Fuck her insurance.
And that’s why it’s cheaper. It’s straight economics.
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October 18th, 2006 at 12:46 am - IP Man-Hash: 1e9dacab61935
Who the fuck is Shumacher?
October 18th, 2006 at 3:22 am - IP Man-Hash: 356b2e2244d02
So the best pilots are the ones who don’t fly, because that ruins the environment?
Female, you’re completly full of shit.
October 18th, 2006 at 4:24 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Oh, my.
October 18th, 2006 at 8:53 am - IP Man-Hash: e52c3acd1af81
Both of which were instigated and instituted by men.
Just to throw a wrench in everbody’s works, and given that a recent report to the UN apparently holds men responsible for global warming, I was under the impression that women didn’t drive cars at all. (Or even breath or fart for that matter.)
October 18th, 2006 at 9:03 am - IP Man-Hash: 356b2e2244d02
Don’t forget women’s copious use of CFC laden hairsprays during the 80’s which helped destroy the ozone layer.
Oh sorry, I forgot the hypocrites are absolved from all blame entirely, my bad.
October 18th, 2006 at 9:49 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
hairspray flame thrower… mmm. Fond memories.
October 18th, 2006 at 9:54 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Another great use is spraying it into the carb. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, I’ve never done that when I had the chance and lacked the sanity.
October 18th, 2006 at 10:14 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
I just had an epiphany. Wouldn’t running cars on hairspray, or at least a combination of petrol and hairspray injected through the carb, maybe actually be cheaper than using methanole?
Can oxygenated water or hydrogen peroxide be somehow used as fuel also for a 4 stroke car engine? Does it need electric ignition or can it be compression ignited also and be used for diesel engines? Trying it on a Diesel engine might be risky because it runs at higher pressures and compression ratios as is, with a low octane fuel.
October 18th, 2006 at 10:14 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
This is certainly worthy of study.
October 18th, 2006 at 6:12 pm - IP Man-Hash: 259ef8b62ff1e
Mike, I’m just upset I didn’t think of that myself. Excellent point.
October 20th, 2006 at 3:20 am - IP Man-Hash: 9cae668c17e87
OK, guys. Here’s the thing. Ever wonder why you don’t see a woman in the F1? Or for that matter, the D1? It’s because women in cars have an inverse relationship between their control of a vehicle and their speed. Hence, a woman travelling at around 10mph has some control. A woman on a crowded race track at 220mph has absolutely none. I mean hey, ever see a woman sliding a car sideays on purpose? No. That’s because she fucking can’t.
October 20th, 2006 at 5:12 am - IP Man-Hash: cc4bede0c993c
Been in any supermarket carparks recently?
October 20th, 2006 at 7:09 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Oh, the trials and tribulations of reverse-in parking!
Those damned misogynistic men and their likewise patriarchal car contraption thingies running off the goddess’ juices.
October 20th, 2006 at 8:41 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Each shift is like a new birth, a reincarnation. I suppose I live 5 distinct existences when I’m driving and one governing one, that unites and rules over all of them.
October 23rd, 2006 at 6:49 pm - IP Man-Hash: 59ecb65b7dde0
During the eighties I spent five years working in fleet management in a large government department. We bought cars ex sales tax and most of the time could sell them after 50k, or two years, at a profit. Almost without exception the cars incurring the greatest lifetime maintenance cost and/or the lowest ultimate profit to the department were those allocated to branches largely staffed by women. No respect.
October 24th, 2006 at 1:26 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
You only have to watch a woman shift gears to know just what abominable deeds are up. It’s just… wrong.
When I shift I actually feel the cogs and sprockets mesh in the transmission and my hand zig zags guided by with the stick. I follow the path of least resistance. I don’t force it straight in, I push it lightly in, following it’s own receedings. The feeling is especially proeminent when I shift into third. A passenger has actually noticed it.
Besides actually watching me shift and hearing the engine drop slightly then soar a little again or the momentary lapse in acceleration there’s little to tell by that I’m working up through the gears. No hick-ups, no jerky sudden transmission engagings, no pronounced deceleration.
I also like to underrev cruise and to go as near to stalling the engine when off the mark as I confidently can. Taking care to make the wear on the clutch disk as slight as possible is the main reason. This way it takes less for the transmission to fully engage and the overall discrepancy of rpms between the engine and gearbox is less. And I still get off the mark first most of the time when I’m upfront.
No burnouts or skid-offs the mark for me, thank you.
October 24th, 2006 at 1:28 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
One must understand one’s vehicle to some respectable level before claiming any competence in driving. Thus it follows that all women are incompetent drivers.
October 24th, 2006 at 1:02 pm - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Bloody hell. I’m in love with my car.
October 25th, 2006 at 11:33 am - IP Man-Hash: 807dbaeb4f75f
I was dumb enough to let a woman drive my 1st car. I took it to an abandoned road that was at least 15 times wider than my car was - This road was designed for big-ass trucks so it was massive. We are casually driving along the road, eventually getting towards the end of it, doing about 40kph (i was smart enough to limit her speed!). Seeing the end of the road appraching and not wanting her to actually drive on an actual road, i asked her to do a U-turn and head back the way we came…
The car was suddenly turned 90 degrees heading straight for one big, solid fucking gutter! It never occured to her to brake before attempting a 180 in a car! As we are heading towards the gutter, I made yet another mistake in assuming that common sense would prevail and the brakes would eventually be used (cause we wanted to fucking STOP at that point so one would assume that one uses the brakes, damnit!!!).
The bitch panicked and it seemed that she ramdomly chose one of the 3 pedals at her feet - she chose the accelerator! We slammed straight into the gutter, completely fucked my rim, busted a tire, and bent pretty much anything and everything connected to the front axel! She showed that she was still in control though by screaming, letting go of the wheel, hitting any pedal her foot landed on, and covering her eyes! And then afterwards she gave a stupid ‘oops’ giggle and tried to convince me it was a simple mistake!
MORAL TO THE STORY: NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER LET A WOMAN NEAR YOUR CAR! I dont care if you have been ripped in half somehow and need to drag your bleeding torso to hospital - DONT LET HER DRIVE!
October 25th, 2006 at 11:54 am - IP Man-Hash: 980cc8a8ac1a7
Indeed. Let your lower half drive instead. It will do a much better job.
You just sit on the back seat and buckle up.