Sometimes when I am driving along I see a fair few people who I think should not be allowed anywhere near the road because of stupid things they are doing.
I see a black fiat punto out and about a fair bit, dangerously overtaking people, pretty chavved up car as well. I felt quite smug when I saw it surrounded by police cars last night as it had spun round doing silly speeds and slid through the central reservation on a dual carriageway.
When we were going to Switzerland a Chrysler Neon overtook us through some hatched area on a french motorway and proceeded to weave through traffic at breakneck speed. 10 minutes later we drove past the same car embedded in an embankment with the driver standing rather sheepishly beside it.
Lastly in the summer just after I moved, I saw a golf heading towards a council estate at breakneck speed (seen it about before driving like a loony), as he passed me he suddenly veered onto a grass verge almost flipping his car, rolled to a stop, waited a few moments then drove off.
Does anyone else get an immense sense of satisfaction from moments like these?
I see a black fiat punto out and about a fair bit, dangerously overtaking people, pretty chavved up car as well. I felt quite smug when I saw it surrounded by police cars last night as it had spun round doing silly speeds and slid through the central reservation on a dual carriageway.
When we were going to Switzerland a Chrysler Neon overtook us through some hatched area on a french motorway and proceeded to weave through traffic at breakneck speed. 10 minutes later we drove past the same car embedded in an embankment with the driver standing rather sheepishly beside it.
Lastly in the summer just after I moved, I saw a golf heading towards a council estate at breakneck speed (seen it about before driving like a loony), as he passed me he suddenly veered onto a grass verge almost flipping his car, rolled to a stop, waited a few moments then drove off.
Does anyone else get an immense sense of satisfaction from moments like these?