I’ve had a very strange evening.. 
I was on my way to my GF’s house at about 7:30pm, which is about 20miles and was following a Gold Alfa. We were going quite fast and saw a grey Skoda estate parked up on the grass verge near to Croft Circuit (if any one knows where it is), so we both slowed down to about 50mph and passed it and I thought nothing of it as it was just a random car parked at the side of the road.
Then me and the Alfa caught up two other cars as we went around a corner down a hill that has an advisory 40mph speed sign. As we went down the hill the Skoda came flying up behind us and started to follow me very closely. As we went into a 30mph limit obviously the line of traffic slowed down and he nearly went into the back of me.
Then when we were on a bridge going over the river Tees the traffic slowed and he nearly went into the back of me again but I just ignored him. At the other side of the bridge I had to turn right so indicated right and slowed (the traffic was doing no more than 20mph any way). At this point he went crazy and started flashing his lights at me and shouting, once again I ignored him and turned into the junction. He then started to follow me, at this point I didn’t think anything of it as it as he could have been going that way to go to quite a few places.
As we drove through a village he kept accelerating up to me then dropping back but I just tried to ignore him, once we had passed out of that village I knew he was defiantly following me as there is nowhere else to go at that point apart from the village my GF lives in. As we turned onto a national limit back road he accelerated up to me again and I kept going slowly to give him the chance to overtake me but he did not, so I decided to drive fairly quickly but not to speed (60 is quite good for this road) he followed me but couldn’t keep that close to me. As we went around quite a few corners he looked like he was going to crash as he was driving very very badly.
I’ll miss a bit out now as this is turning into an essay.
Anyway he followed me all the way to the housing estate where my GF lives but for some reason did not see where I went which gave me a few minutes to get into the house. Eventually when he recognised my car he stopped quite a way from the house and was shouting abuse out of his car window (didn’t hear what) then he seemed to write down my car number plate and drove off.
I wrote down his number and phoned the police strait away to tell them what happened in case he phoned them and told them I had done something.
Sorry it’s a bit of an essay but I can’t believe what a nutter this guy was as I had done absolutely nothing to him to deserve this.
I was on my way to my GF’s house at about 7:30pm, which is about 20miles and was following a Gold Alfa. We were going quite fast and saw a grey Skoda estate parked up on the grass verge near to Croft Circuit (if any one knows where it is), so we both slowed down to about 50mph and passed it and I thought nothing of it as it was just a random car parked at the side of the road.
Then me and the Alfa caught up two other cars as we went around a corner down a hill that has an advisory 40mph speed sign. As we went down the hill the Skoda came flying up behind us and started to follow me very closely. As we went into a 30mph limit obviously the line of traffic slowed down and he nearly went into the back of me.
Then when we were on a bridge going over the river Tees the traffic slowed and he nearly went into the back of me again but I just ignored him. At the other side of the bridge I had to turn right so indicated right and slowed (the traffic was doing no more than 20mph any way). At this point he went crazy and started flashing his lights at me and shouting, once again I ignored him and turned into the junction. He then started to follow me, at this point I didn’t think anything of it as it as he could have been going that way to go to quite a few places.
As we drove through a village he kept accelerating up to me then dropping back but I just tried to ignore him, once we had passed out of that village I knew he was defiantly following me as there is nowhere else to go at that point apart from the village my GF lives in. As we turned onto a national limit back road he accelerated up to me again and I kept going slowly to give him the chance to overtake me but he did not, so I decided to drive fairly quickly but not to speed (60 is quite good for this road) he followed me but couldn’t keep that close to me. As we went around quite a few corners he looked like he was going to crash as he was driving very very badly.
I’ll miss a bit out now as this is turning into an essay.
Anyway he followed me all the way to the housing estate where my GF lives but for some reason did not see where I went which gave me a few minutes to get into the house. Eventually when he recognised my car he stopped quite a way from the house and was shouting abuse out of his car window (didn’t hear what) then he seemed to write down my car number plate and drove off.
I wrote down his number and phoned the police strait away to tell them what happened in case he phoned them and told them I had done something.
Sorry it’s a bit of an essay but I can’t believe what a nutter this guy was as I had done absolutely nothing to him to deserve this.
he was probably high or something. 
