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by Kelvin » Wed Oct 14, 2015 10:16 am
I've come to the conclusion that people just generally don't like being overtaken and it's gotten worse over the years. That said, I get more grief in the Audi S4 than I do in the Elise. I've tried the polite softly softly approach and you still get abuse so now I just hammer past (at the speed limit yer honour as they are all doing 35mph braking to a crawl for the corners and speeding up through the villages) overtaking everyone in one go, if possible, giving them loads of room reducing my time exposed to danger as far as possible. I don't, as a rule, put the beams on though as the Audi full beams blind folk and you're guaranteed to get the reaction you don't want. I will if I am in any doubt about being seen and think they are going to pull out. You can often tell that someone is about to I reckon.
I did have an altercation with a red truck last year. He was crawling along at 30mph so I overtook him slowly as it was a long straight and despite a car further down I could see for several hundred yards. Cue flashing and the one fingerd salute from him. I waved and smiled, as you do. Bunny hopped the next car and continued on my way not giving it another thought. I arrived at the village and cafe I was heading for, ordered a bacon bap and coffee, sat down, got out the crossword, and after a few minutes tucked into the bap. I'd been there for around 15 minutes when I noticed the red van from earlier parking cross the back of my car. Bloke gets out, big, ugly, stupid looking geezer wearing a bobble hat (it was the summer). He spies me in the cafe and marches in hurling abuse at me. You and your fcuk German motors, you all drive like cnut. I could see he was all mouth and no trousers as I figured if he was going to belt me he would have come beyond the threshold of the door. Rather than get into a debate with him I told him to fcuk off and continued with my breakfast. He ran out of steam got back in the van and drove off. Every chuffing morning for the next few weeks I came across the same red van at roughly the same spot. Some mornings he would see me and drive on the wrong side of the road (I undertook him once lol) most of the time he didn't and I just blitzed past. In the end I figured I was going to end up in his accident so started going a different route.
More recently, I saved someone's bacon although he didn't appreciate it. I live over an hour from the office. I can either endure the A1M or I can traverse the Cambs, Beds, Herts back roads. It all takes the same amount of time but it's more fun. I've got to know every bump, crest, corner and pot hole on these roads so can make good progress. There are a few dodgy off camber corners with blind dips just before and longish straights beyond so you know when to time overtakes etc. Last week I was approaching the worst of these with a few cars in front of me. I could see a Mini Cooper S rapdily catching us all up and I figured he didn't know the road as he was lining up for an overtake. You can overtake just before this corner but you need to be able to see through the hedges which he couldn't so far back but I could and could see there was a car coming the other way. I pulled over to the right stopping him from overtaking and sure enough a car came around the corner which he would have hit. This didn't stop him going sh*t. I mean properly heart attack inducing bonkers, all red in the face spitting froth onto his windscreen bananas. He was weaving back and forth still trying to overtake on the bend but kept pulling back in as he could see he was unsighted. We exit the corner onto the straight and I roar off overtaking the cars in front. Oddly the mad Cooper driver doesn't and stays behind everyone. Folk are odd.