Why do people choose to drive like mad raging loonies or incompetent idiots when there's, say, thick fog on the motorway like this morning? Like the guy on the outside lane that suddenly decides he has to go to Scratchwood Services (whatever they are called now) and at the last split second makes a 90º turn in front of a wall of fast traffic to get on to the slip road. Or the other guy (must be a guy) who suddenly decides he has to be on the by-pass lane at the roundabout on the link road to the motorway in Watford and jumps over the division, miraculously not destroying their car or causing a serious accident. Or the other guy who, etc etc ....
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