Cars were extremely dangerous at the time and could kill their passengers in collisions even at low speeds.
Ralph Nader had a point (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unsafe_at_Any_Speed:_The_Desig...)
Cars were extremely dangerous at the time and could kill their passengers in collisions even at low speeds.
Ralph Nader had a point (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unsafe_at_Any_Speed:_The_Desig...)
Things are different today, but interesting to think that the structural integrity on these old machines was so poor that you'd rather get hurled from the car in an accident.
If your car company only makes your car as safe as legally required, is that what you want to trust your family with?
However, the problem is that in order to get your SUV classified as a 'light truck' in the US, and benefit from regulatory loopholes, certain features are pretty much banned. Some of them impact the safety, especially of pedestrians.
Btw, I'm not so much worried about the safety of my own car (especially since I don't own one), but rather the safety of other people's cars for cyclist, pedestrians and other cars.
(I don't live in the US either, I just bring up their regulatory environment as an example.)
ETA: Also, many of those Euro-standard “European” cars are built in the USA and exported to their “home“ markets.
[1] https://www.kbb.com/car-news/the-deadliest-and-least-deadly-...
Also note that this is the driver death rate. The death rates for other people are vastly different.
You shouldn't jump to conclusions from the data, either. A Dodge Challenger (3rd most driver deaths) is probably not unsafe per se, it just attracts people that want to take unnecessary risks.
Driving is quite safe on average. In my home country there's 5.1 deaths per a billion vehicle kilometers. That's about one death every 2.5 million hours of driving at highway speed. Many other things carry a greater risk of death.
That is a good point about confounding factors based on who buys these cars, but overall it is pretty clear that most of the safest vehicles are larger cars and mid-sized SUVs from the higher end Japanese and European companies. They are all vehicles that are both heavy and have car like safety features.
https://www.iihs.org/ratings/driver-death-rates-by-make-and-...
Death rate may not be the only variable to look at.
(originally linked from elsewhere in this discussion)
It's entirely possible that when a vehicle doesn't have a roof, it's better to be thrown out (while wearing a helmet and other safety gear, obviously) than to be strapped in a seatbelt.
That's how my sister broke her arm and what got my entire family on the "buckle up every time" train.
Fortunately, she was in the backseat of a van so she wasn't ejected from the vehicle. But it was a real wake up call. (This happened back in the 90s).
> The driver was to be that twelve-years-older-than-me half-sister ... She had received two full half-hour lessons in driving from the man who delivered the car, and in that enlightened year of 1925 this was considered quite sufficient.
> ...
> Spurred on by our shouts and taunts, the ancient sister began to increase the speed. The engine roared and the body vibrated. The driver was clutching the steering-wheel as though it were the hair of a drowning man, and we all watched the speedometer needle creeping up to twenty, then twenty-five, then thirty. We were probably doing about thirty-five miles an hour when we came suddenly to a sharpish bend in the road. The ancient sister, never having been faced with a situation like this before, shouted ‘Help!’ and slammed on the brakes and swung the wheel wildly round. The rear wheels locked and went into a fierce sideways skid, and then, with a marvellous crunch of mudguards and metal, we went crashing into the hedge. The front passengers all shot through the front windscreen and the back passengers all shot through the back windscreen. Glass (there was no Triplex then) flew in all directions and so did we. My brother and one sister landed on the bonnet of the car, someone else was catapulted out on to the road and at least one small sister landed in the middle of the hawthorn hedge. But miraculously nobody was hurt very much except me. My nose had been cut almost clean off my face as I went through the rear windscreen and now it was hanging on only by a single small thread of skin. My mother disentangled herself from the scrimmage and grabbed a handkerchief from her purse. She clapped the dangling nose back into place fast and held it there.
— Roald Dahl, Boy (1984)
Nah, Mom would stick her arm out during rapid stops to keep that from happening. No, Mom had never taken a physics class, thanks for asking.
Old cars were built to last, to survive crashes with a minimum of damage and to be easily repairable as soon as you hose out the remains of the former occupants who were turned into an untasty raspberry jam like substance after bouncing around the inside of their indestructible death cabs at 60 miles an hour.
If it weren't for rust and lack of maintenance, many of those old beasts would still be on the road today.
Today's cars collapse and crumple like wet tissue by comparison, but then after the accident your friendly local fireman can use some powered jaws to open your little nesting cocoon and extract you largely unhurt from accidents that would have turned you into aforementioned jam just 60 years ago.
Sure, the car is toast but who wouldn't trade a brand new car for years of life, especially when many people have insurance so your deductible can be as little as a few hundred dollars?