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Show traffic and endangering others while he weaves and slows at every intersection, searching for his way. However, Virgil should not be condemned too severely, because be-cause most cities don't have very good street' name and direction signs to help visitors, particularly particul-arly at night. Virgil isn't a menace men-ace where there are good signs to guide him. Arthur the Adonis In his snub- -nosed cap and top-down convertible, con-vertible, he is convinced he and his car make an irresistible sight for women. He is a first cousin to the guy who struts along the beach, ogling the girls but on the beach such antics do not foul up automobile traffic. The Driver's Seat Our roads are full of drivers we could do without. Here are a few of them: Donald the Dawdler He read somewhere that speed is the root of all driving evils. So he dawdles along at 30 miles per hour, even on the open highway. He is stubbornly stub-bornly oblivious to the long line of cars behind him and of the near disasters he causes as those who do not have all day to reach their destinations are forced to try to pass. How much safer the roads could be if he stayed in a rocking chair on his front porch. Center-lane Clarence He drives for miles with his left wheel in the. left-hand lane, straddling strad-dling the center stripe and refusing refus-ing to pull over despite the frantic fran-tic signals from exasperated motorists mot-orists behind him. He thinks it's easier that way for him, of course. What other drivers think cannot be printed here. Hot -rod Harold He thinks his souped -up car with its multibar-reled multibar-reled carburetor and roaring exhaust ex-haust is faster than anything else on the road and he aims to prove it, regardless of danger to himself him-self or others. His favorite trick is to swoop up beside another car and try to "tempt the driver to a race. He will win it, too, if the police or the undertaker do not get him first. Virgil the Visitor He loves to visit strange cities or unfamiliar unfam-iliar neighborhoods. What he does ' not realize is that he is snarling |