It is better than guy who's so close you could cut your lights out and drive on his.
Hate tailgating for same reason as I hate DUI, both are playing with my safety.
Alright I have to present this story cause of your comment lol.
So when I was in college I had a shitty 1999 Pontiac Grand Am.
I was home from college for the summer and went out by my sister's house for a family party. I left a bit earlier than my mom and other sister who had drove separately. My sister's home was like 25 mins from my mom's house.
I am on my way back home and all of a sudden my lights start dimming in the car.... the headlights die out..... so I pull in to an empty parking lot near an office building. A minute later my car dies..... I called my dad and he says my battery is probably dead, have someone jump you.
So on their way home my mom and sister stop at the parking lot to jump me. We let it charge for 5 mins and then jump it.
Car fires up fine and all the lights are on, I think I am good.
So we pull off with my mom/sister following me and in a few mins the lights are dimming again and my headlights go out, so I pull in to another parking lot. I try to explain to my mom/sister we need to charge the battery for like 15 mins cause my alternator must be shot meaning all I am getting in driving time is the amount of time we charge it. They don't believe me and want to leave it there. I get them to let me charge it for like 8 mins and they think, in their expert opinions, that it must be fine now.
So we pull off again with my mom following me.... now we are going west on 131st street by forest preserve area so there aint any streetlights for much of the drive till we get to Bell road where we will turn and that road has lights.
About 8 mins in to the drive my lights dim and my headlights go out.... if I stop I know they are gonna make me abandon my damned car on the side of the road and its likely going to get towed (I told them that and they said, in their expert opinions "No.... im sure it wont") so I just keep driving and my mom pulls up and tailgates me so her headlights are guiding me.
Now we are flying down 131st street.... its a 45mph road out there.
I realize there is a Cop sitting, lights off, on the shoulder up ahead and I figure I am screwed.... he is gonna pull me over for this and at best I am gonna have to leave the car out there to get towed.
So we fly by him and I keep driving at the 45 mph speed limit and wait to see the damned Cop lights come on.... nothing..... so I keep going.
We make it to Bell and we have some light now so she doesn't need to tailgate me.... but I have people flashing their lights at me and shit.
I make it back to the house I get halfway up the driveway and the car dies and I roll it in to my spot steering it manually.
Lmao the Cop evidently didn't notice my fucked up stealth driving operation or he musta thought "Same shit.... again.... **** it, have fun."
For the car gurus.... yes the alternator was fucked, the battery was fucked because of that, and I had to get both replaced.
