Tosca is my course not intoxicating, but by the relationship between motorists, who reigned at the time of my childhood. When my parents decided to send me along with her grandmother hitchhiking from partisan with Olga, issuing us with a few liters of a noble household Blastbrew and wishing Break a leg, I have little idea what was going. However, remember the adventure of a lifetime. Catching sight of voting youthful woman with a child, drivers can easily agreed to take us for a ride for a small fee in the form of alcohol. Get on the chaise was interesting to watch as fellow travelers who enjoy sharing stories of their lives, and upon arrival at the destination so they parted us like good friends, and sometimes themselves agreed with the other drivers give us a lift. We traveled as a grandma three times, and I distinctly remember that then prevailed on the roads respect, mutual assistance and solidarity. We (our driver) was never passed by someone else\’s accident and knew that if something happens to us, we are always driven on, flooded, tow, will share parts — in short, to help than they can. Robbery, perhaps, too, was — where no crime? But, thank God, my grandma did not meet with him. How not to have seen and rudeness on the road. Then people were not afraid to stop in front of the voting rights. And now fear. And a bit scared, and traumatic weapon. Even afraid to help. Or do not want. The other day a friend of mine broke the biker and his friend: accident occurred on the street. Sukhanov — the driver, going round hole, hit a car cut in front of him. As a result, an open leg fracture steering and closed — passenger. The first was taken immediately to the «tysyachekoechnuyu» hospital and the other was sitting on the sidewalk waiting for friends, and the traffic police. Think before we get there, at least someone stopped to ask what was going on in the order if the person does not want to help? Tenderhearted not found. A taxi driver taking me from the accident scene, angrily commented brazen bikers ride do not know how to push all of them is necessary, if the opportunity is. And then came the last stage — the lynching in avtolyubitelskih circles. Recently quiet Partizansk thundered throughout Russia: two local guy killed the driver, brought down to the death of their friend-rider. And this is not the first case of lynching on the roads of the region. So it turns out that it is now at the accident scene, we do not understand the traffic police, and those who have guns and no common sense. A driver assistance to each other, perhaps, there was only one — blink lights, warning of «ambush in the bushes.» Reason with a rabid, it seems, no one
Mrs. Matveeva, the newspaper «Vladivostok»