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People Share Times They Met Some Bold Taxi Drivers And Here Are 20 Of The Best Stories
We live in a fast world where most people are always in a rush and are looking for ways to reach their destination as quickly as possible. For this reason, a lot of us like to use taxi services for fast and comfortable transportation.
Driving a car requires a lot of attention, patience and carefulness, especially when the driver has some passengers with them. Having this in mind, Twitter user @sarahschauer started a thread by sharing her experience of taking a cab. The woman revealed that once when she was using the service, she was in a hurry and asked the driver to go as quickly as he could, to which he replied “I am from Russia.” The woman continued her story by saying that at that time she was quite sure that they were “about to break the sound barrier.”
So here are some more of the funny and wild taxi ride stories that people chose to share on the internet.
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It seems that people actually enjoy these “fast and furious” rides. This tweet encouraged people to share their wild ride experiences. What was interesting to notice is that a lot of these stories happened somewhere in Eastern Europe and the most prominent cases of fast driving were in Russia or by drivers who are from there.
This thread also sparked a debate on reckless driving and the possibility of these drivers costing someone their life. Some of the Twitter users admitted that they were afraid of such drivers, showing that they do not trust them completely.
Have you ever experienced something similar? Share your story in the comments down below!
The Czech Republic is NOT Eastern Europe, there's still a lot of land towards the east and it's still Europe
Czech Rep. is the Navel of Europe......and no it's not communistic!!!
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That is the f*ing truth. We took a taxi at 2am in Budapest. I think the guy had been smoking with the windows up all night long, drove at breakneck speed through all assortment of traffic signals, while playing death metal at full volume. I have never been so afraid for my life. All 4 of us white knuckled it the whole way home.
Prague isn't eastern Europe 🙃 it's central Europe and they're not Slavs.
As a Czech I have to correct you since what you're claiming is not entirely correct. The Czech Republic is not in eastern Europe, that's true. Czechs are of Slavic descent however. We're from the western side so there's a lot of mental differences between us and our eastern or Southern counterparts. I'd say that we're the closest to what anyone from the US would consider not Slavic since we're not standing out in any crazy ways.
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That's not exclusive to Prague, drivers in the Dominican Republic also seems to have a death wish.
As many mentioned before, the Czech Republic is in the Central Europe, not eastern. Not just geographically but even historically we are much closer to German speaking countries. On the other hand most of the Uber drivers in Prague are from Eastern Europe, mostly post ussr countries.
As many already said, the Czech Republic is in the Central Europe. But too many Uber drivers here are from the Eastern Europe. Mostly from post ussr countries.
Can confirm! Prague, 2003, got into a Taxi very drunk (I either hired a prostitute or got robbed - I still had my purse, but no money in it), a then not-that-old Mercedes Taxi (W 124, Diesel, don't know exact engine) was our way to the hotel ... he accelerated and didn't stop doing so, ran over like 20 red lights and when I finally could get a lil glimpse on the speedo, it declared our current speed was 150 km/h. On a huge road, ok, but still - in a major city, in pre-EU Czechia (no idea about the police there back then ... were they corrupt? Did we have enough money to bribe them out of beating us to near-death?), but we made it to the hotel without further inconvenience. I'm pretty sure it was a lame version (Diesel in that era weren't fast - the fastest W124 Diesel can run 202 km/h, looked it up ... but this wasn't a 300 D Turbo, likely a 200 D or so. They can run 160 ... and I think that was what he aimed for.
To see traffic madness, one should visit Southeast Asia. The rules are mere suggestions.
According to the European Commission, the road safety statistics for the year 2020 show that the number of fatalities has slightly decreased in the European Union but still hasn’t reached the set goal. It is also known that the country where the most car accidents occur in Europe is Romania, with 96 people killed for one million inhabitants, according to the 2019 statistics.
He should've given you a lime and a coconut to help with your nausa
Recent information on road safety suggests that the EU has the safest roads and managed to decrease the percentage of road deaths by 36% in the span of 10 years (2010-2020). Of course, the pandemic also had an impact on the statistics. Even though the traffic slowed down because of the strict measures, the report suggests that those who did risk leaving their home had an “impact on the number of road fatalities.”
Worst experience was in Kairo. We came across a like 6-line street. I thought "this will take forever to get through " bc there were no traffic lights for the others to stop and no way they let us through. So the cab driver kept honking while driving straight across the street. We were horrified and I think my hair turned grey that very moment.
In Bangkok on a highway this taxi driver was flooring it. I said "that was our exit" as we sped by. He slammed on the brakes and reversed. On a friggin highway! My husbands fingernail marks are still in his dashboard, I just wanted a clean pair of undies.
Hi Caro. Week in India. Travelled in a bus for three days. People vomiting in the aisle, driver sitting cross legged, who's in charge of the accelerator?! Passed an overturned bus. Driver drove into full on traffic and then cheekily swerving at the last moment, what a thrill! But the smell of vomit. Oh, that smell.
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Worst was probably in Turkey. Motorway was snarled up, so he's blasting down the hard shoulder at 100 km/h, which might not sound that fast, but when there's stationary traffic in the next lane and someone suddenly decides they're going to do the same thing right in front of you. I was very glad when that ride was over. Best was in Denmark, where my boss decided he liked the driver's car (7-series BMW with air-conditioned seats!) and asked for his number, and he became my personal taxi driver whenever I went to Denmark - so nice havig a familiar face come and pick me up - interestingly, he was originally from Turkey!
In a previous decade we visited Egypt. We were confused by the height of the kerbs - seriously, they were knee high on me and I'm not tall! Then we saw that Every. Single. Car. regardless of age or make, had a noticeable ding, dent or scratch. Was finally confirmed when a taxi driver, clapping his hands in time to the music blaring from the radio instead of keeping them on the steering wheel, that the kerb height is to keep cars on the road instead of killing pedestrians. Four *painted* lanes of traffic, six *car formed* lanes of traffic. Oh, and on the coach back from an excursion we were cut up by a man on a bike with about twenty loaves of bread on a plank of wood on his head. (This was also the holiday where our hotel's breakfast box included a whole raw, unwashed courgette - it was a WILD five days!)
I was crying as the cab drove me home from hospital, and he said, "Here, I'll cheer you up!" and handed me his flask of liquor. (I don't drink.) Don't usually pray during cab rides, but made an exception that time.
Not a taxi but a bus: I was in Hong Kong with my daughter (she was 5 yo back then). We took a bus to get back to downtown from where we were. It was already dark and the bus had to drive through cliffs. We were the only people on the bus when we got on. I wanted my daughter to enjoy the view so we sat upstairs by the front window. My daughter asked me if we should fasten our seatbelts. To lead by example I said "of course! We always do". Then the bus started. Omfg... I kid you not, this cantonese driver was driving like a maniac through those curves by the edge of the cliffs. We were being swung right and left violentlty. Thanks god we had seatbelts on! As I held my daughter tight, I prayed to whatever out there to help us survive. We made it. When we got off, my excited daughter said this was the best rollercoaster ever and that we should take this "bus loco" again... 🤣🤣🤣 . She is 11 and still remembers the "bus loco". Still claims this was her best memory of Hong Kong.
I'm picturing the scene in the one Harry Potter movie where the nightbus drove through London.
Load More Replies... There was once a program on Dutch TV about expats talking about the difference between their home country and the Netherlands. Almost all East European expats expressed their utter amazement that people in the Netherlands actually obey traffic laws and speed limits. Some of them also admitted that the fines are shockingly high, as they found out the hard way.
Not a taxi, but when I was in Mexico and on a bus, another bus pulled up beside it at a red light. When it turned green, they both hit the gas, racing each other. People clutched the iguanas on their laps and looked bored like it was a normal thing while I looked around with an expression that must have said, "Are you all nuts?!?"
A taxi driver asked me to help him steal some bricks from a construction site. He was building his house and needed a few.
Karlovy Vary, a stunningly beautiful town in Czechia: long taxi ride (with another couple) from the train station to our hotel. I suspect the extra charges (luckily not too bad) was for the travelogue. My husband translated it to me afterwards. The taxi driver gave his not-so-PC views and pointed out local sites, such: "That one, she's a prostitute. I know her from the train station."
may not have been a taxi driver in algiers or russia but a drive with my former sister in law always gave me palpatations. she was raised in chicago but then moved to a more rural area up north. where there is wild life half the size of your car. cannot tell you how many times she has messed up her car and later van by driving crazy on rural roads where big buck deer get the right of way unless you want a new hood ornament or, worse, have them end up riding shot-gun when they crash through the windshield. i always wanted to get deer/buck stickers and start adding them to her bumper just so she could keep count. and, let's not even go to the issue of squirrels, minks, rabbits, and the occasional low flying raptor.
In Pusan, the 3 of us wanted to get to this meeting. We were running a bit late. Our Korean driver assigned to us spoke good English and we told him we gotta be at another meeting inside the Army. base. Off we go and then red light ergo cannnot make a left. No problem - we hard right turn, makes a u-turn and off we go! The Military Police at the gate of the army base looked at our ID's and asked if we needed puke bags !
I wonder what people name 'fast"... For example: In USA is speedlimit around 80 KM per hour or so? Here (NL) its 120... I've met Americans who where really freaked out by that.
Coming back downtown from a Cubs game on Lake Shore Drive with 3 other guys. Guy in front was a former fighter pilot. He’s still traumatized from the taxi ride years later.
Not a taxi, but we in Slovenia we would go white-water kayaking. and one of us would drive the bus to the end point and hitch-hike back. Most cars would stop and bring you upriver to the starting point through, obviously, a canyon and bendy roads. One day a pickup skidded to a halt in front of me and took me on board, free falling down descents, skidding trough hairpin bends, hammering up hills and around corners with no visibility. I was just holding on for dear life, on very slightly comforted by the thought this guy probable raced this part of the road on a daily basis, until he turned to me and said 'you need to tell me where exactly you need me to stop, I've never been here before'. The rest of the day we kayaked some of the most ridiculously b*dass falls and rapids, and I was praised for my lack of fear when going down them. I'd run out for that day
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A friend was in Bangkok and took a tuktuk (three wheel taxi) back to the hotel in the early morning. There was no traffic so he asked the driver if he could drive and they guy said yes. He took a turn too sharply and the tuktuk fell over. No one was hurt and I guess the machine was ok. I think tuktuk driver drove the rest of the way after that.
In Bangkok on a highway this taxi driver was flooring it. I said "that was our exit" as we sped by. He slammed on the brakes and reversed. On a friggin highway! My husbands fingernail marks are still in his dashboard, I just wanted a clean pair of undies.
Hi Caro. Week in India. Travelled in a bus for three days. People vomiting in the aisle, driver sitting cross legged, who's in charge of the accelerator?! Passed an overturned bus. Driver drove into full on traffic and then cheekily swerving at the last moment, what a thrill! But the smell of vomit. Oh, that smell.
Load More Replies... Worst was probably in Turkey. Motorway was snarled up, so he's blasting down the hard shoulder at 100 km/h, which might not sound that fast, but when there's stationary traffic in the next lane and someone suddenly decides they're going to do the same thing right in front of you. I was very glad when that ride was over. Best was in Denmark, where my boss decided he liked the driver's car (7-series BMW with air-conditioned seats!) and asked for his number, and he became my personal taxi driver whenever I went to Denmark - so nice havig a familiar face come and pick me up - interestingly, he was originally from Turkey!
In a previous decade we visited Egypt. We were confused by the height of the kerbs - seriously, they were knee high on me and I'm not tall! Then we saw that Every. Single. Car. regardless of age or make, had a noticeable ding, dent or scratch. Was finally confirmed when a taxi driver, clapping his hands in time to the music blaring from the radio instead of keeping them on the steering wheel, that the kerb height is to keep cars on the road instead of killing pedestrians. Four *painted* lanes of traffic, six *car formed* lanes of traffic. Oh, and on the coach back from an excursion we were cut up by a man on a bike with about twenty loaves of bread on a plank of wood on his head. (This was also the holiday where our hotel's breakfast box included a whole raw, unwashed courgette - it was a WILD five days!)
I was crying as the cab drove me home from hospital, and he said, "Here, I'll cheer you up!" and handed me his flask of liquor. (I don't drink.) Don't usually pray during cab rides, but made an exception that time.
Not a taxi but a bus: I was in Hong Kong with my daughter (she was 5 yo back then). We took a bus to get back to downtown from where we were. It was already dark and the bus had to drive through cliffs. We were the only people on the bus when we got on. I wanted my daughter to enjoy the view so we sat upstairs by the front window. My daughter asked me if we should fasten our seatbelts. To lead by example I said "of course! We always do". Then the bus started. Omfg... I kid you not, this cantonese driver was driving like a maniac through those curves by the edge of the cliffs. We were being swung right and left violentlty. Thanks god we had seatbelts on! As I held my daughter tight, I prayed to whatever out there to help us survive. We made it. When we got off, my excited daughter said this was the best rollercoaster ever and that we should take this "bus loco" again... 🤣🤣🤣 . She is 11 and still remembers the "bus loco". Still claims this was her best memory of Hong Kong.
I'm picturing the scene in the one Harry Potter movie where the nightbus drove through London.
Load More Replies... There was once a program on Dutch TV about expats talking about the difference between their home country and the Netherlands. Almost all East European expats expressed their utter amazement that people in the Netherlands actually obey traffic laws and speed limits. Some of them also admitted that the fines are shockingly high, as they found out the hard way.
Not a taxi, but when I was in Mexico and on a bus, another bus pulled up beside it at a red light. When it turned green, they both hit the gas, racing each other. People clutched the iguanas on their laps and looked bored like it was a normal thing while I looked around with an expression that must have said, "Are you all nuts?!?"
A taxi driver asked me to help him steal some bricks from a construction site. He was building his house and needed a few.
Karlovy Vary, a stunningly beautiful town in Czechia: long taxi ride (with another couple) from the train station to our hotel. I suspect the extra charges (luckily not too bad) was for the travelogue. My husband translated it to me afterwards. The taxi driver gave his not-so-PC views and pointed out local sites, such: "That one, she's a prostitute. I know her from the train station."
may not have been a taxi driver in algiers or russia but a drive with my former sister in law always gave me palpatations. she was raised in chicago but then moved to a more rural area up north. where there is wild life half the size of your car. cannot tell you how many times she has messed up her car and later van by driving crazy on rural roads where big buck deer get the right of way unless you want a new hood ornament or, worse, have them end up riding shot-gun when they crash through the windshield. i always wanted to get deer/buck stickers and start adding them to her bumper just so she could keep count. and, let's not even go to the issue of squirrels, minks, rabbits, and the occasional low flying raptor.
In Pusan, the 3 of us wanted to get to this meeting. We were running a bit late. Our Korean driver assigned to us spoke good English and we told him we gotta be at another meeting inside the Army. base. Off we go and then red light ergo cannnot make a left. No problem - we hard right turn, makes a u-turn and off we go! The Military Police at the gate of the army base looked at our ID's and asked if we needed puke bags !
I wonder what people name 'fast"... For example: In USA is speedlimit around 80 KM per hour or so? Here (NL) its 120... I've met Americans who where really freaked out by that.
Coming back downtown from a Cubs game on Lake Shore Drive with 3 other guys. Guy in front was a former fighter pilot. He’s still traumatized from the taxi ride years later.
Not a taxi, but we in Slovenia we would go white-water kayaking. and one of us would drive the bus to the end point and hitch-hike back. Most cars would stop and bring you upriver to the starting point through, obviously, a canyon and bendy roads. One day a pickup skidded to a halt in front of me and took me on board, free falling down descents, skidding trough hairpin bends, hammering up hills and around corners with no visibility. I was just holding on for dear life, on very slightly comforted by the thought this guy probable raced this part of the road on a daily basis, until he turned to me and said 'you need to tell me where exactly you need me to stop, I've never been here before'. The rest of the day we kayaked some of the most ridiculously b*dass falls and rapids, and I was praised for my lack of fear when going down them. I'd run out for that day
(Bored Panda: well done for add an edit function, but it needs some work on photos :-) ) DSC_3777-6...7eda5a.jpg
A friend was in Bangkok and took a tuktuk (three wheel taxi) back to the hotel in the early morning. There was no traffic so he asked the driver if he could drive and they guy said yes. He took a turn too sharply and the tuktuk fell over. No one was hurt and I guess the machine was ok. I think tuktuk driver drove the rest of the way after that.
