Although most of the areas he drove through have declined over the past few decades, he only bordered the worst parts of town, and never really entered them, but he did come close. Then again the portion of the city he drove wasn't much. He covered a distance of roughly 1.2 miles from south to north, and from east to west it was about 1.4 miles. I'll pretend he covered that area in a rectangular shape, which is being generous because his route was more in the shape of a cross than it was a rectangle, but I'll give it to him. Thus, his driving covered, by generous calculations, about 1.64 square miles of the city. Not including all the outskirts, the proper city limits of Davenport, Iowa is 65.94 mi², meaning he covered approximately 2.5% of the total city, and that's being generous in my calculations, so in actuality, he might have covered 1% or just slight over that. Never the less, I did enjoy seeing the footage, and appreciate him sharing it, although it would be an improvement if he had some kind of audio track for his driving videos.
Driving the streets of davenport! Homeboy starts in Rock Island hahahaha! But naw man thanks for the views 563 boy that bounced to the 480! 602! 623! I kinda miss home and can't visit. I aint miss it that much tho! Valley of the Spun boi now!
Same place in every town, Main Street U.S.A., convincing the braindead mediocre that mediocrity is more than sufficient stimulation for the masses of asses!!!
I went back in 1995 and had a big hand held video camera doing what you did here I held with with my righht hand and ran right into one of those parked trucks and the camera was on and I was cussing. It was all capturef on video tape. I was down off of Brady and?
Great story, with the ever evolving plot, the appropriate, yet symbolic setting, the overpowering conflict between the crude representation of reality captured by the handheld video camera, and actual reality which seemed to completely envelope the exterior of the vehicle, the subtle incorporation of foreshadowing, and the stress-inducing suspense composed of a slow, yet persistent buildup of tension, all while the dull, and bland protagonist somehow manages to catch, and hold, our attention with some mysteriously interesting sheen that radiates from the invisible layer of je ne sais quoi that coats his lingual expressionism like a faded, and musty raincoat, coupled with the constant, albeit slight allusions to the character's Kafkaesque transformation throughout the entire story, not ceasing for a solitary moment, right up to the point of climax, at which point, the story abruptly ends without conclusion, without closure, pissing many movie-goers off to the point where they decide to slash the seats for compensation of not being able to get a refund fore the ticket booth has long been closed, and thus, they bitch and moan as they pack up their belongs, snap on their belts, and in a mass exodus, drive towards the single exit of the drive-in theater. Good story indeed!!!
@Oldskol Acura Oh yeah, definitely well worth the extra cost to have the pleasure of paying hard earned money to drive around on streets with whimsical names that were laid out by some city manager who absentmindedly forgot that he was required to devote his entire workday to designing a layout for Bettendorf's streets, and had decided it was a great day to ingest lysergic acid diethylamide-25 before going to work. Thus, any consideration for efficient traffic flow, or for ease of navigation was completely thrown out of the window, and what that has garnered us today is Been-A-Dwarf, a city that is somewhat okay to visit (if you don't travel too far to visit it), yet a city in which I wouldn't want to drive. Richard th-cam.com/video/NHxOySVxaDI/w-d-xo.html
9:30 West 15th Street, a one-way street heading west all the way to North Division Street, and past that, just a few more blocks until I was home. That sure was convenient, and protective, in heading home after hitting the bars that once graced North Harrison Street, particularly Stickman's. I wonder whatever happened to that petite little cutie that was a huge flirt, I should have hooked-up with her, and not worried about being loyal to my girlfriend at the time (well, I would still be loyal in the sense that she was the only girl I loved, but not in the sense that she would not have been my only lover), because they all leave eventually, if you don't leave them first!
Yo, GG AllinFly, you ain't hitting in Dave-In-Pit, GG, whatcha' gonna' do 'bout dat??? Alls I knows is that when your name has to remind yer peeps about what you are, then what you are is not who you is.
I live here in Sacramento California I'm smoking a joint watching you drive around Davenport Iowa life is good 👍
I like how you stayed in the worst parts of town lol at least i got to see my truck when u drove by
@Dill Clinton u right
Although most of the areas he drove through have declined over the past few decades, he only bordered the worst parts of town, and never really entered them, but he did come close. Then again the portion of the city he drove wasn't much. He covered a distance of roughly 1.2 miles from south to north, and from east to west it was about 1.4 miles. I'll pretend he covered that area in a rectangular shape, which is being generous because his route was more in the shape of a cross than it was a rectangle, but I'll give it to him. Thus, his driving covered, by generous calculations, about 1.64 square miles of the city. Not including all the outskirts, the proper city limits of Davenport, Iowa is 65.94 mi², meaning he covered approximately 2.5% of the total city, and that's being generous in my calculations, so in actuality, he might have covered 1% or just slight over that.
Never the less, I did enjoy seeing the footage, and appreciate him sharing it, although it would be an improvement if he had some kind of audio track for his driving videos.
Low-key people don't realize how bad it is.
I used to buy meth like three blocks backwards and 3 blocks down. Holy shit . .
Remember when the centennial gave out half Kennedy dollars?
man davenport is way bigger then this. he didn't go up brady, Kimberly, or 53rd st
Driving the streets of davenport! Homeboy starts in Rock Island hahahaha! But naw man thanks for the views 563 boy that bounced to the 480! 602! 623! I kinda miss home and can't visit. I aint miss it that much tho! Valley of the Spun boi now!
Gaines holds so many memories for me 😭
Me too 💪🏾❤️
YOU DROVE PAST MY CRIB LMFAOO
If you live in Davenport you have two have seen the bear Statue right off the fair grounds
Where are Dollar General, McDonalds, WalMart, Pizza Hut, Holiday Inn, ect ect.
Same place in every town, Main Street U.S.A., convincing the braindead mediocre that mediocrity is more than sufficient stimulation for the masses of asses!!!
Why video has no audio?
I thought that too.
Why??
Are roads are the worst due to they have red brick under the cement
I went back in 1995 and had a big hand held video camera doing what you did here
I held with with my righht hand and ran right into one of those parked trucks and the camera was on and I was cussing. It was all capturef on video tape. I was down off of Brady and?
Great story, with the ever evolving plot, the appropriate, yet symbolic setting, the overpowering conflict between the crude representation of reality captured by the handheld video camera, and actual reality which seemed to completely envelope the exterior of the vehicle, the subtle incorporation of foreshadowing, and the stress-inducing suspense composed of a slow, yet persistent buildup of tension, all while the dull, and bland protagonist somehow manages to catch, and hold, our attention with some mysteriously interesting sheen that radiates from the invisible layer of je ne sais quoi that coats his lingual expressionism like a faded, and musty raincoat, coupled with the constant, albeit slight allusions to the character's Kafkaesque transformation throughout the entire story, not ceasing for a solitary moment, right up to the point of climax, at which point, the story abruptly ends without conclusion, without closure, pissing many movie-goers off to the point where they decide to slash the seats for compensation of not being able to get a refund fore the ticket booth has long been closed, and thus, they bitch and moan as they pack up their belongs, snap on their belts, and in a mass exodus, drive towards the single exit of the drive-in theater. Good story indeed!!!
Are you boasting about your lack of traffic or your abundance of stop signs?
@Oldskol Acura
Oh yeah, definitely well worth the extra cost to have the pleasure of paying hard earned money to drive around on streets with whimsical names that were laid out by some city manager who absentmindedly forgot that he was required to devote his entire workday to designing a layout for Bettendorf's streets, and had decided it was a great day to ingest lysergic acid diethylamide-25 before going to work. Thus, any consideration for efficient traffic flow, or for ease of navigation was completely thrown out of the window, and what that has garnered us today is Been-A-Dwarf, a city that is somewhat okay to visit (if you don't travel too far to visit it), yet a city in which I wouldn't want to drive.
Richard
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@MIKE SPICE mike ur scaring me
Davenport Iowa, worst roads and worst drivers.
9:30
West 15th Street, a one-way street heading west all the way to North Division Street, and past that, just a few more blocks until I was home. That sure was convenient, and protective, in heading home after hitting the bars that once graced North Harrison Street, particularly Stickman's. I wonder whatever happened to that petite little cutie that was a huge flirt, I should have hooked-up with her, and not worried about being loyal to my girlfriend at the time (well, I would still be loyal in the sense that she was the only girl I loved, but not in the sense that she would not have been my only lover), because they all leave eventually, if you don't leave them first!
I still live in the Q.C., i remember Stickman's
Yo, GG AllinFly, you ain't hitting in Dave-In-Pit, GG, whatcha' gonna' do 'bout dat???
Alls I knows is that when your name has to remind yer peeps about what you are, then what you are is not who you is.