1) The Brit's public restrooms were still marked 'WC' last I knew. Heck, I've seen them in Toronto.

2) So they drive with their noses up your tailpipe? I gave someone the rear washer for that just yesterday.

3) I remember pay toilets when I was a kid and teen; Hartford and New London Connecticut. 5¢ early on; in the 1970s they hit 10¢.

2) See below.

"2-4 second space cushions"

I'm Canadian, and I haven't heard of that. Along the lines of 6' social distancing, I take it?

I think he's referring to driving.

Right, okay. Well, where I currently live, traffic laws are more what you'd call 'guidelines' than actual rules. Or so it seems, anyways.

Yeah, it's a little fuzzy. Probably not something you're gonna get pulled over for unless you're being particularly egregious.

Most like suggestions, kind of like the speed limit.

In New Zealand, we call it the "two second rule" - allowing two seconds between when the vehicle in front of you passes an object and when you pass it so that you have time to react if the driver in front of you slows down.

Yeah, we call it that, too.
When I was learning to drive my dad drilled that into me. It kinda stuck.
I can't stand it when people tail gate.

Makes sense, and we're taught to do more or less the same (three seconds, IIRC); I've just never heard of it referred to as a 'rule' before. The actual law... hmm...

...Man, looking this up would be a lot easier if the term "tailgating" hadn't been co-opted for, um... parties of a particular aesthetic, taste, and level of legal responsibility.

Basically the amount of time you want to have between cars, in the event someone has to slam on the breaks and you don't rear-end 'em.
About the 6' distancing thing, people in my state sorta do that already, so that wasn't a huge difference.

Ohhh, okay. Yeah, we have a similar guideline, but I haven't heard it since drivers' ed. I think the actual law measures the tailgating distance in car lengths, which obviously doesn't make much sense with variable speed and stopping distance.

1) WC stands for 'water closet' which is an older term for a restroom.

3) Kick that fucker of a door down.

2) Once upon a time I had a 1968 200D (https://www.furaffinity.net/view/2093680/). Had a chap tailgating me in a brand new shiny white BMW. He obviously wanted me to go faster, so I hit the loud pedal. Last I saw of that particular Beemer, it resembled a Dalmatian...

That's what my brother says about windshield wipers. They have three settings: Off, Low and Loud.

On the way to catch the bus one day, I had some Karen get on my rear bumper and flash her headlights. I thought there was something wrong so I slowed down. She got so close I couldn't see her headlights. I figured the rear window was dirty so I hit the washer and wiper. Nope. I got to the Bark-And-Ride and she followed me in. As she started lecturing me on the finer points of traffic courtesy, I made a point of photographing both her license plate and her face -- which she screamed was illegal.

"What the hell did you think you were doing?"

"That should be pretty obvious; I was driving here."

"You were driving too slow!"

"Now, what was that? You were driving too close?"

"Too slow! You were driving too slow!" And yet, she had time to follow me into the commuter lot, park her vehicle, and get out to accost me.

"Too close. You say you were driving too close?" She started to build up steam for another scream, when the Resident State Trooper arrived. Mike is an old buddy, my GF of the time and I used to double date with him and his wife.

"Hi, Perfesser. Got a problem here?"

"Yeah, Mike. Got an aggressive driver." The bus arrived; there was another in 12 minutes.

The Karen tried to make her escape but Officer Friendly assured her that would make an ugly misdemeanor into a real-life felony. Connecticut is funny that way.