What the hell do you think you're doing, driving along at about 25 miles per hour on a bloody 50 road? I'm not being funny, well at least not in a ha ha sense, but you haven't got hazards on (so I can only assume your car is fine) and you're doing half the speed limit. And if your car is fine, mate, I can only assume it's you. You £%^$!
I have nothing at all against going slowly if the conditions dictate it (traffic jams, huge artics in front, slow moving traffic, an accident etc) - this is part and parcel of what has now become busy motoring life. However, if there is no car in front of you and you're doing half the speed limit on a deserted (but lit) country road, motorway or just about anywhere else, you're giving me a massive headache. For no good reason.
This person I'm talking about was driving (I think, it was very dark) a Vauxhall Corsa 1.2 - not a Ferrari but it should be a lively little motor in the 16v version. This baffled me even more. Why was the swine going so slowly? So I tried to get a look at the man (see, I am still of the opinion that women tend to be smarter, if not better drivers). As I couldn't get a clean view I did what always grabs attention - a quick light flash. He looked up. He wasn't old, angry looking or crazed. This made me even more mystified as to why we were tootling along so slowly.
I'm not one for road rage and there was hardly a huge queue of cars on the road behind me, so I suppose no real harm was done. However, if it's in off-peak hours that you're driving and you're not up to the legal limit (for no reason) then please keep up the pace. Bear in mind that I have close to 40 miles per day to do in peak traffic so I don't want to be stuck going slowly at 8.30pm because you have decided you want to look out into the dark world as you press lightly on the gas.
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