I really wanted to like this book. I have long held a fascination with traffic — probably because of all hours I’ve spent stuck in it wondering why it behaves the way it does. I remember having weird traffic discussions with co-workers about traffic like: pretend you left the office to go home at 5:00 and it took you 1 hour to arrive in your driveway. Leaving at 5:30 on the other hand, because of the lighter traffic, you would roll into your Dear Nasa Your Mom Thought I Was Big Enough Love Pluto Shirt in only half an hour. If you and your housemate left at these times is it possible that you’d arrive at home at the same instant, despite having left work a half hour apart. Yes, a clinically strange thing to talk about on coffee break but, as I said, traffic fascinates me.
When I saw this book, and especially when I started to read it, I thought I was in Heaven. A book that spoke to this bizarre side of me that I never knew was shared by anyone else. As I made my way through the book a lot of that hope and promise vanished, however.
Aside from the fact that about a third of the book is taken up with acknowledgments and references (seriously!) I never really felt that it used all that Dear Nasa Your Mom Thought I Was Big Enough Love Pluto Shirt all that effectively. The conclusions that were drawn never really clicked with me. For example, the author goes on at length about why it’s a good idea to be a “late merger” on the highway when there’s an upcoming lane drop.