Are BMW Drivers Really the Worst?

As the once proud owner of a beautiful white 320i BMW, a Twitter headline caught my eye yesterday: 

                                    Study:  BMW Driver Are the Worst.

I read the article to my husband and we both had a good laugh about the studies because our perception is, it's often true.  Luxury car owners are less prone to courtesy, driving the speed limit, stopping for pedestrians.  

A sweeping generalization indeed, but, having grown up in the foremost city of excess, Los Angeles, where you are judged by what you drive...well, what can I say?  

Once upon a time, before we had children and were building our careers, we bought ourselves "nice" cars.  I had the BMW and he had a Saab 900 Turbo he adored.  In 1983, I paid $15k for that 320i with a 13% interest rate.  Anybody out there remember when interest rates were that high?  I paid it off in 3 years.  I kept the car 10 years and put over 168,000 miles on it; the odomoter stopped working, could have been closer to 200k. Was I a bitchy driver?  I know I was an aggressive driver.  So Cal freeways are not for sissies.  You'd better know how to drive defensively.  At a company Christmas party, right after I'd bought the car, my co-workers bought me a paddleboard with signs I could hold out the window.  They said everything from "Bite me" to "Stop Tailgating" to "You suck at driving" to "Fuck you".  I loved that thing.  It stopped me from flipping people off.  I had a sign.  I had a bunch of signs!  I could actually tell them what I really thought.  I could hold it out of the sunroof, the driver's window.   I felt empowered.  Of course, these were the days before drive by shootings became popular.  Then I had my car accident and totalled my BMW, I never saw that paddle board OR my car again.  Before you get all judgmental on me, I had a seizure while driving, blacked out, crossed 3 lanes of traffic and went down an embankment, rolling the car.  I have no memory of this.  Some firemen were following in another lane and rescued me.  I woke up in the hospital.

I now drive my third Subaru.  I live in a small town.  Bad drivers still piss me off and I still miss that paddle board.