No, this is not about food falling on the floor. It's the rule for establishing following distance between you and the vehicle in front of you. It used to be the 2 Second Rule, but I guess they figured an extra second couldn't hurt. I mention this because I got rear-ended this morning on the freeway. It was a very low-speed collision and no damage was done, but it was enough to piss me off for a few hours. I have actually been waiting for this to happen. On more than one occasion there have been times where I have had to brake hard and noticed a yahoo in my rearview mirror go flying off onto the shoulder or lock-em-up and fishtail to a halt. I will admit that I have been that yahoo as well, but I'm usually looking at least 2 or 3 cars ahead to see what traffic is doing. If I notice the front end of the car ahead of me start to plow, I will be braking a bit harder than usual since I see that he is slowing down rapidly. That's what happened today. I saw that traffic was slowing quickly and the car in front of me must have been going a little too fast. I was proactive and started to slow more quickly. Gramps in back of me, however, didn't act until it was too late. I quickly pulled over which was probably the most hazardous thing I did. Traffic was absolutely nuts flying by in the right lane. I then realized how easy it would be to hit-and-run someone. It was utter chaos in the early-morning darkness with cars whizzing by on both the right and left. I just wanted to pull over to make sure everything was ok. Gramps came walking back to make sure there was no damage. I could care less about his vehicle. I had to tell him to be careful since he was walking back in the roadway. Jeez. How many times has a fender-bender ended up with someone getting biffed by a gawker not paying attention. The only injury of the day happened when I poked myself in the eye motioning to him that he should be keeping a better eye on the road. Ow.