As soon as they get behind the wheel they turn into destruction derby drivers.
Just on my way back to work after dinner and i turn right into a road to be greeted by a hooge 4x4 hurtling towards me semi piloted by a woman fidling about with who ever was in the passenger seat.
As she obviously owns the road we're both on the only thing i could do was mount the curb and perform a "oh christ please don't bend my car" manouvre. The dust clears and i'm on the walkway 2 foot away from a concrete post feeling lucky, I look up to see the woman shaking her head in discust as she hurtles past on MY side of the road.
Where the hell do these people get the driving licences?
Had she stopped to give me her two peneth i think i would have snapped her arms off at the elbows and beat her to a pulp with them.
Now i'm sat in work wondering if my shiny wheels are flat as pancakes from where i mounted the curb at 20mph
At least i know my brakes work!