If plod parked up near our bookies on a Saturday they would make enough in fines to warrant a few extra officers. No seat belt is all too common, and on the phone at the same time is not that unusual. I've never been hit by a woman driver, been sworn at, but never hit.
Last time I had an 'incident' in my car was three weeks ago coming off the M11 onto the North Circular Road (South) in east London. I was in the outside of the two lanes because I wanted to pull out to my right on to the North Circular towards Beckton. Jack the fcuking lad in a clapped out VW Golf is up my arse flashing lights, hooting, no seat belt on, and waving his arms about like a tic-tac man, because I'm doing 50 m.p.h. the legal limit. He wanted to go faster. So I stayed at 50 and got out to the outside lane. Numb nuts followed me. The second I got level with a lorry doing 40 I slowed down and drove alongside it. Little fcuker was going mad behind me.
I kept him there for about a mile and a half. Just before the A13 junction he moved across to the left turn lane, cut up two cars, went back to the middle lane, which is the wrong lane for a left turn towards Woolwich, and nobody would let him in to the queue.
What a cnut, and he thought he could drive. I gave him the finger on the way past.
