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Just had some roid rage/cokehead prick in an audi screaming at me and threatening violence because I didn't move over to let him pass. It's a stretch of road that's too narrow for two vehicles to safely pass and everyone always waits at the end for anyone coming the other way. I was already three quarters of the way along this stretch when he drove towards me. I asked him calmly if he couldn't back up ten feet as I had several vehicles behind me but he screamed no, you've got over a metre on your left, fucking move. He then starts driving towards me anyway. I had a foot to spare, not a metre but just about got out of his way in time. No idea how he was planning to get past the van right behind me.

As I passed him I resisted the urge to shout something offensive across at him because the guy was clearly not in control of his shit and would have turned violent. Instead I just calmly asked, mate is it that important? Yes, he roared, and you're a fucking dickhead. I left him with that thought and drove on.

Dunno how people like that make it through the day tbh. If any minor inconvenience triggers a violent rage. You see these people about overtaking with oncoming traffic and stuff but actually talking to one was a pretty jarring experience. This sort of thing is why I drive as rarely as I can.

So there was space or two cars to pass
 
Heading into Edinburgh along the A71, a fuckwit in a Mercedes (what else?) crosses the double hatched center line, and forces me to break heavily to avoid a collision. The guy behind me stopped six inches from our tail.

Tyres and brakes I never skimp on, that's twice in a year good brakes and rubber have averted an accident.
 
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You should know better than to get in the way of an Audi.

You see, that's a joke but to him it's real. He's the main character of the universe and none must stand in his way. Can't imagine living like that. I guess you just have to process cognitive dissonance the same way you process everything else, by transforming into rage.
 
Heading into Edinburgh along the A71, a fuckwit in a Mercedes (what else?) crosses the double hatched center line, and forces me to break heavily to avoid a collision. The guy behind me stopped six inches from our tail.

Tyres and breaks I never skimp on, that's twice in a year good brakes and rubber have averted an accident.
First crash I was in while driving, was on my way to work in the morning, heavy traffic, cars bumped into one another a car or two in front of me.

I quickly slammed on the brakes and was mid-smug-thought of "Ooh! My reactions were fast, thank goodness, I nearly..."

WHUMP!

"...crashed!"

As someone rear-ended me.

"Wtf!"

I'd avoided hitting the car in front, maybe more by fluke than anything, or perhaps because I'd only recently passed my driving test and had stopping distances drummed into me, so I'd left enough space between me and the car(s) in front that first crashed. And even being bumped from behind didn't shunt me into the car in front.

It hadn't occurred to me to think about how close the guy behind me was. I was quite shocked. Minimal damage though, iirc, maybe a scratch on the bumper, because rush hour traffic wasn't moving that fast.

But yeah, I found out I had damn good brakes on that car. Although in the scheme of things, it didn't matter because I'd had a dickhead tailgating me too close.
 
You see, that's a joke but to him it's real. He's the main character of the universe and none must stand in his way. Can't imagine living like that. I guess you just have to process cognitive dissonance the same way you process everything else, by transforming into rage.
But is it a joke; to that and many other Audi drivers it's probably quite real
Nothing like Alfa drivers, true knights of the road.
 
First crash I was in while driving, was on my way to work in the morning, heavy traffic, cars bumped into one another a car or two in front of me.

I quickly slammed on the brakes and was mid-smug-thought of "Ooh! My reactions were fast, thank goodness, I nearly..."

WHUMP!

"...crashed!"

As someone rear-ended me.

"Wtf!"

I'd avoided hitting the car in front, maybe more by fluke than anything, or perhaps because I'd only recently passed my driving test and had stopping distances drummed into me, so I'd left enough space between me and the car(s) in front that first crashed. And even being bumped from behind didn't shunt me into the car in front.

It hadn't occurred to me to think about how close the guy behind me was. I was quite shocked. Minimal damage though, iirc, maybe a scratch on the bumper, because rush hour traffic wasn't moving that fast.

But yeah, I found out I had damn good brakes on that car. Although in the scheme of things, it didn't matter because I'd had a dickhead tailgating me too close.

What really boils my piss are the fucking arsehole idiots who persist in using your braking gap as an overtaking gap. On ordinary roads, fine, you should leave enough of a gap for someone to overtake, but on the motorway, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
You see, that's a joke but to him it's real. He's the main character of the universe and none must stand in his way. Can't imagine living like that. I guess you just have to process cognitive dissonance the same way you process everything else, by transforming into rage.
We’d hesitate as a society to give him a gun. Don’t see why he should get a car.
 
What really boils my piss are the fucking arsehole idiots who persist in using your braking gap as an overtaking gap. On ordinary roads, fine, you should leave enough of a gap for someone to overtake, but on the motorway, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Someone overtakes you on the motorway and pulls in right in front of you, so you pull back a bit to give yourself braking space, so the driver behind you thinks they'd better overtake your slow ass, then pulls in right in front of you, so you pull back a bit to give yourself braking space, so the driver behind you thinks they'd better overtake your slow ass, then pulls inright in front of you, so you pull back a bit to give yourself braking space, so the driver behind you thinks they'd better overtake your slow ass, then pulls in right in front of you. Sometimes this repeats.

The lack of hard shoulder might be a bit dodgy, but I love driving on Smart Motorways that force everyone to maintain the same speed. The dickheads mostly melt away.
 
Witnessed a driver hit a woman on a mobility scooter this afternoon. She was halfway across the road as he decided to turn left through her this. He did stop, but then, her scooter was by now attached to the front of his car. Fortunately he wasn't going too fast so it looked like she'd sustained bruises and a fright rather than anything more serious. Given she was such a visible object I can only wonder if he was on his phone and fear for smaller objects, such as cyclists, or children, who have to cross roads in front of him in the future.
 
Really must go a bit slower around corners!


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It actually looks like quite a decent effort to get it in there.

It seems to have gone in sideways through the railings and dropped straight down on its side. Fuck knows how they managed that.
 
It actually looks like quite a decent effort to get it in there.

It seems to have gone in sideways through the railings and dropped straight down on its side. Fuck knows how they managed that.
I know that hotel, I can't work out how he managed to crash through the railings - it is generally very slow moving traffic around the square (Queens Square) which is front of the hotel, and one-way as well for most of the Square . But I guess it was early morning and he was driving like a dick.
 
Just had some roid rage/cokehead prick in an audi screaming at me and threatening violence because I didn't move over to let him pass. It's a stretch of road that's too narrow for two vehicles to safely pass and everyone always waits at the end for anyone coming the other way. I was already three quarters of the way along this stretch when he drove towards me. I asked him calmly if he couldn't back up ten feet as I had several vehicles behind me but he screamed no, you've got over a metre on your left, fucking move. He then starts driving towards me anyway. I had a foot to spare, not a metre but just about got out of his way in time. No idea how he was planning to get past the van right behind me.

As I passed him I resisted the urge to shout something offensive across at him because the guy was clearly not in control of his shit and would have turned violent. Instead I just calmly asked, mate does it matter that much? Yes, he roared, and you're a fucking dickhead. I left him with that thought and drove on.

Dunno how people like that make it through the day tbh. If any minor inconvenience triggers a violent rage. You see these people about overtaking with oncoming traffic and stuff but actually talking to one was a pretty jarring experience. This sort of thing is why I drive as rarely as I can.
That was the time to shout something offensive as there was no chance of him doing a three point turn. But really the two of you got past each other (and perhaps a van) so there was room. Do you value your mirrors so much. I consider them to be disposable objects and as the roads become ever more busy will become more so. If your car is so precious that it cannot be taken into company then buy a banger (reliable of course).
I do not know what else to add apart from the fact you have made so many assumptions about this stranger (othering him for roid rage drug abuse anger management issues etc.) whereas he may have been trying to get to his childs birth or dying childs last breath and as there was clearly room for you to pass you were his problem
 
That was the time to shout something offensive as there was no chance of him doing a three point turn. But really the two of you got past each other (and perhaps a van) so there was room. Do you value your mirrors so much. I consider them to be disposable objects and as the roads become ever more busy will become more so. If your car is so precious that it cannot be taken into company then buy a banger (reliable of course).
I do not know what else to add apart from the fact you have made so many assumptions about this stranger (othering him for roid rage drug abuse anger management issues etc.) whereas he may have been trying to get to his childs birth or dying childs last breath and as there was clearly room for you to pass you were his problem

I do drive a 20 year old banger and I don't give a shit about scratching the mirrors. Like I said, everyone always gives way on that stretch of road. It's signposted as single file only. Only other time someone tried to get past me there (another Audi) they didn't even slow down and they did clip my mirror. It's walls either side, no kerb or pavement.

But the main problem was the guy's attitude which was to immediately scream abuse and threaten violence. Don't know if he was on coke or what but it was 100% the behaviour you see from cokeheads. Thanks for your input though, you obviously got a better look at him than I did.
 
I do drive a 20 year old banger and I don't give a shit about scratching the mirrors. Like I said, everyone always gives way on that stretch of road. It's signposted as single file only. Only other time someone tried to get past me there (another Audi) they didn't even slow down and they did clip my mirror. It's walls either side, no kerb or pavement.

But the main problem was the guy's attitude which was to immediately scream abuse and threaten violence. Don't know if he was on coke or what but it was 100% the behaviour you see from cokeheads. Thanks for your input though, you obviously got a better look at him than I did.

When you're in a hole, Frank ....

I note with interest that a sign has now appeared that was absent from your original post ;)
 
I have heard car mirrors being described as cats whiskers. I used to drive a white van in London (and nationwide) for many years off and on. The first thing is that as soon as somebody starts screaming, they are in the wrong. If they get out the car then doubly so. Look at bus drivers. They have got to be in the main pretty chilled to do what they do and put up with the traffic. Just because someone is angry do not assume they are a cokehead (it could be whizz) and for fuck sake if there is room for two cars get the fuck out of the road.
 
SpookyFrank as soon as I saw a like from Spymaster on a post of mine on a driving thread, I immediately took time to re evaluate and rethink my whole post. I was so sure of my opinions up until then, but he has, with a simple click of the mouse, made me doubt my thought processes and realise that there are multiple scenarious to each and every problem.
Two six foot wide cars however will still fit through a twelve and a half foot gap.
Why don't you post the coordinates, then we can play a U75 game*


* yes I know that it is not a game. Driving is very very serious business then again so is GTA.
 
Nearly hit a pedestrian Saturday, I was driving about 20mph past a row of parked cars on my left towards a T junction when from a gap between two parked cars this woman strode out into the road looking back at the junction, she was walking right at me, I tried to ping my horn but we were by then level with her and she had just realised by the expression on her face that she might have made a mistake. Luckily even though she was still walking, she just missed us.
 
SpookyFrank as soon as I saw a like from Spymaster on a post of mine on a driving thread, I immediately took time to re evaluate and rethink my whole post. I was so sure of my opinions up until then, but he has, with a simple click of the mouse, made me doubt my thought processes and realise that there are multiple scenarious to each and every problem.
Two six foot wide cars however will still fit through a twelve and a half foot gap.
Why don't you post the coordinates, then we can play a U75 game*


* yes I know that it is not a game. Driving is very very serious business then again so is GTA.

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It's here. I was right where the merc is in the picture. The narrow bit is 50 yards long max. Had he stopped and waited like everyone else does instead of screaming at me and then squeaking past, he'd have been through quicker. We're talking a ten second wait.
 
Had he stopped and waited like everyone else does instead of screaming at me and then squeaking past, he'd have been through quicker. We're talking a ten second wait.
Isnt this so often the case, even when in the middle of town I usually wait and beckon others through as it saves the moment when you are both sat there looking at each other and it saves the difficult, slow squeeze through.
 
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It's here. I was right where the merc is in the picture. The narrow bit is 50 yards long max. Had he stopped and waited like everyone else does instead of screaming at me and then squeaking past, he'd have been through quicker. We're talking a ten second wait.
It is tight. If you had been on one of those Cornish type B-roads flanked by high hedges that can go on for a third of a mile before it temporarily widens enough to allow a comfortable overtaking, as a driver I would have hoped the cyclist would stop for a second to let me pass. As a cyclist I would always do that in such situations, simply because I don’t like a vehicle crawling behind me for extended periods of time if there is light traffic when letting them pass would result in a far more relaxed and peaceful period of cycling.

But if the stretch of road in question is just about 50 yards, it does seem a cunt’s trick to hassle you, unless you were literally going at 8 mph.
 
I know that hotel, I can't work out how he managed to crash through the railings - it is generally very slow moving traffic around the square (Queens Square) which is front of the hotel, and one-way as well for most of the Square . But I guess it was early morning and he was driving like a dick.
Probably extremely easy to do if you’re pissed and driving at 4am
 
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