Was cleaning out my desk/workspace stuff when I came across a variant of this post in the UC Berkeley’s Transportation magazine, Access.
It’s the usual “higher speeds kill” argument. Like all these arguments, they look at rural interstates, conclude that accidents went up a bit when the speed limit was raised, and say – voila! – higher speeds ees more deaths.
I get tired of this simplicity. When it comes from shills like the IIHS I can at least understand it as a matter of self-interest. Richard Retting wants the speed limits to be lower, because then you’ll get pulled over more and his employers can jack up your premiums. But the study in question comes from a bunch of OSHA and Public Health types. I expect them to be more rigorous.
So here’s the deal. Higher freeway speeds only increase injury when you define the bounds of your study at the edge of said freeway. As soon as you open it up to the network as a whole, there’s no effect, or – in many studies – higher speeds reduce injury. I’m not the first, or the third, or even the four-hundreth person to explain this. But as far as I know, it’s never been put graphically. Here then, a graphical explanation of the reason why higher speeds reduce injury.
Our story takes place somewhere deep in Pennsylvania:

It’s Friday, and after a long day of work Tony is ready for an evening of drinking and cornholing with his bar buddies. He leaves his house headed for the tavern in West Deliverance. A nationwide speed limit of 55mph is in full force, and Tony takes the shortest route available:

The roads are treacherous. In fact, statistically, rural two-lane highways are the most dangerous road imaginable. Combine high speeds, slow-moving farm equipment, lots of cross traffic, and often crappy geometry, and something like this is liable to happen:

Nevertheless, Tony makes it to the bar. After a rowdy night breaking bottles and sodomizing out-of-towners, he wakes up in the back of his pickup to realize: He’s going to be late for Mass. He needs to get back to the church, STAT. However, overnight, the traffic engineers have upped the speed limit on the Pennsylvania Turnpike to 75 miles per hour. It’s a bit out of the way, but Tony figures with luck, he can floor it and be back at the parish in the nick of time.

Tony’s a lot less likely to get into an accident this way. In fact, statistically, the PA Turnpike is one of the safest roads in the entire country, and easily bests anything else in PA, NJ, or MD. This in spite of being quite fast. Left-lane Turnpike speeds are often 80 on the PA side, 85 in the dualled parts of NJ.
Sure, the Pike is going to see more horrifyingly debilitating crashes at 80 than it would at 55. But we don’t care how many crashes some stupid road has, we care how many crashes Tony has – and Peggy, and Debbie, and Jim, and the rest of Tony’s friendly, upstanding neighbors. And the best way to keep them out of crashes is to entice them off the dangerous roads (rural two-laners) and onto the safe ones (freeways), by allowing high-enough speeds to justify going a little out of your way to use the safer facility.