Uncategorized RoadWhinge on 08 Mar 2007 10:32 am
While I’m Not Moaning…
Yeah, well… I’m sort of on a roll, so I might as well get a few more things off my chest while I’m at it.
Another thing that makes me pretty cross is people tailgating me. Now, I’m not a slow driver - which is why I haven’t managed to keep my license as clean as it could be - but neither am I a bloody nutter. When I’m on a motorway, particularly, I do not want people driving six feet behind me. I don’t want it at any time, but I especially don’t want it on the motorway.
By the wonders of modern computer graphics technology, we are able to bring you the following detailed reconstruction of a particularly dangerous example of tailgating. This reconstruction was prepared by trained professionals. Please do not try to re-enact this episode on the public highway.
If it happens, I will generally move over and let the idiot past - but then one encounters the occasional uber-idiot of mind-bogling stupidity who comes racing up behind flashing his lights, even if the lane to one’s left is full of tightly packed lorries that offer no immediate opportunity to move over. In this kind of situation I gradually slow down. Partly to advise the idiot that he is not going to hasten his progress by the tailgating/flashing approach, and partly because once I slow down to a speed below that of the theoretically slower lane to the left, the idiot invariably recklessly forces his way into that lane and over takes me on that side - leaving me to either resume my normal progress, or to move over as and when it’s safe.
On single carriageway roads at more moderate velocities, I simply slow down with the express intention or really, really annoying the offender.
Childish, I know. So sue me.