Used to see **** like all the time back in the day, usually with a piece of cloth tied to it. These days though, not so much. Although when I picked up the new motor the week before last I did find myself sat nervously behind a flatbed Transit that was piled up to about 20' like some insane game of Jenga. When he pulled off from the lights my heart skipped a few beats.
Hang back! WAAaayy Back.
Or pass at the earliest opportunity.
What I do NOT understand is people who look at this, see it, and then just carry on 1 car length behind!


