I know that it is pointless to complain about drivers. I do it anyway. Just yesterday I saw an interesting episode of MythBusters. It was about having phone while driving is as dangerous as driving under the influence of alcohol. And sometimes you'd think all this while to take so many drivers. Or they want when they see the many lights just out of her brain. This colorful lights ... It was not this time, the truck driver the bad, the commute to their lane from right to left, like a drunken dog. And the Bulgarian, who is almost drove into the center guardrail. It was not the raving nutcase, a veritable fireworks beam gave of himself - that was the way, especially today illumination. No, not the wine-red Peugeot, which was missing for unknown reasons, the license plate.
It was this other red compact car that would be almost 140 things purely down to another of its kind, because he has forgotten that he was not on the exit lane, but flashed to ride them. To iron out their mistakes and correcting said Rotling moved into my lane. Not to mention that I just wanted to pass him. Emergency stop number one. Thank you. Asshole. Fortunately no one was driving behind me.
drove Fortunately, no one behind me later. As a British truck, thought that he would have to get his front end. As I approached 170 miles an hour on it injected. Full brake No. 2 Super. My friend is sitting next to me. Comment: "outdated flashing trucks they do not." First, I'm not. Second, the period of "Over there is a truck" and "Oh, he wants to overtake" is a bit less if I do not see the usual 130 on the speedometer. Say: When the driver blinked, I was only 50 meters away. Narf.
the way: Let the telephone and drinking alcohol.
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