I've had a couple, and I'm sure others on this forum have too.
RDU a few years back. Going to the airport in a blizzard. Driver is doing about 60. Captain says, "Maybe we ought to slow down a little." Driver goes, "I grew up in NY, I know how to drive in this weather." 30 seconds later, we're sideways. After that he slowed down...
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Back in the day in some small town in up-state NY we had a van driver who wore driving gloves. Crews were given the choice of the "bridge route" or the more expeditious "death route". Quite exciting on icy winter roads.
Back in 1994-1995 we were waiting for the Hotel van in MDT. Van driver was late.....came SCREAMING around the corner, slammed on the brakes and shouted "HURRY UP GET IN!!!!!"
WE climbed aboard as fast as we could, the driver hit the GAS AND AWAY WE GO!!!!
.....driving at around 75-90 MPH (speed limit was 55) we asked what is the hurry???
Van Driver says...." I NEED TO HURRY AND GET GAS, WE ARE ALMOST OUT!"
Crew: "WHY NOT SLOW DOWN AND CONSERVE GAS?"
Van Driver "IF I DO NOT GO FASTER WE WILL RUN OUT OF GAS!"
We pass the Hotel.....and continue down the road, ran out of gas about 1/2 mile past the hotel, we walk with crew bags in tow to the Hotel and have a nice chat with the manager...........he gave the crew suites on the top floor and paid for dinner.
I think THREE MILE ISLAND is to blame for the driver!
Got in to TYS one night at about 2 am (thanks IAD ops and bad weather!). Staying at our downtown hotel, we used a local cab company for transport. Our driver, Kenny, shows up. Loads us in the mini-van and off we go. Keep in mind, we're all dead-tired and I had been up for around 20 hours at the time. I started to nod off coming out of the airport and then became wide awake. He was running off the road, doing 80 in a 55, nearly running into the back of semi-trucks. It had to be the scariest ride I've ever been on (and I used to do Mexico overnights). I was white-knuckled buy the time we got to the hotel because I had been holding on so tightly. I told the front desk what happened, but they knew something was wrong as we were all white as sheets. As soon as I got to my room, I sent an e-mail to our hotel committee and told them I would never get in a cab with that company again! I don't know if the driver was drunk, high, just that stupid or a combination of all 3.
Wyndham Richmond... Old guy ran a stop sign and red light. Took every corner at 50 mph and when my CA told him to slow down he goes "umm uhhh it's only rain guys"... Thought I was gonna be dead on the pavement before my 0445 show.
Commuting out of the zoo better know as Atlanta.
Used to overnight in Altoona, PA (thank you EAS) and the airport was a 20-30min ride when done at reasonable speeds. But, we usually ended up with some backwoods ex-convict cabbie that seemed to think faster was better no matter the conditions, so one morning it's snowing like mad with a couple inches on the ground already and the driver decides normal highway speeds would be the speed de jour because he wanted us to make it on time. So we go screaming down the highway, we asked him several times to slow down, that we'd rather the flight go out late with us alive, but it'll definitely go out late if we don't make it. Speed stays where it is until we come up on a snow plow going significantly slower. Our genius driver decides to pass him until we hit the snow being slung away from the plow that cakes the windshield of the cab, where he points out "I can't see! I can't see!" and hits the brakes, slows down and clears the windshield, only to try again. Oddly enough it didnt work the second time either. We eventually made it, but that one stands out.