While one commiserates with the property owners along the Windsor Mill Road stretch ("Roadside residents clamor for relief from speeders," Jan. 10) who have endured a variety of speeding-auto-inflicted damages, this section of roadway — stretching miles into the city and miles north into Owings Mills — is equally harrowing for the garden variety motorist.
Over years of daily use, I am routinely passed on the double yellow while maintaining the 30 mile per hour limit, passed on the right without any warning, and furthermore abused by sight (flicking lights), sound (strident horns), and gesture(!) — not to mention a brand of tailgating worse than Dennis Weaver's nightmare in the movie, "Duel."
The Sun's use of the term "raceway" is a bit euphemistic for the omni-directional trophy dash on these mean streets to get to the front of the line. And the line doesn't end northward at the Old Court Road dead end.
Follow it to and beyond that gruesome double fatality head-on last spring at the bottom of yet another hill which reaches a nadir at the McDonogh Road stoplight. As a character says in that one American play, "Attention must be paid."
John Van Meter, Dickeyville