I used to drive I 95 Miami to Laud as a tech in a van.
One day I looked over and a woman was driving and reaching back and spoon feeding her kid in the car seat.
There out there!
Endangering the kid herself and all others.
Dude...you ain’t got nothing on Chicago:
I once passed an ILL Trooper on the Tri-State tollway (at the required speed) only to look over and see that very same trooper practicing his Recorder (wind instrument). Sheet music on the steering wheel.
Anecdotal but true story.
I used to ride a bus back and forth to work, as the commute was grating on my nerves. For a hundred-and-fifty bucks a month, free parking, and an allowable excuse for traffic (my company allowed tardiness when riding public transport, but not in POVs) jams that caused delays in arrival, my sanity was quite relieved.
I looked out the window one day, and noted a woman driving with her knee, one hand holding the cell phone while the other was applying eye-liner.
We were doing about 50 MPH at that point.
A few years ago, while we were on a tour bus near Washington, D.C., we got caught up in sluggish commuter traffic. The height of the bus allowed us to see into many cars. The number of drivers we saw who were reading or texting was astounding.