Picture this. It's been raining here for days. The roads are wet and slippery. I'm tooling up Pitt St (literally, as it is uphill) towards a red light, taking it easy because I figure there is no need to waste energy tromping it up to a light and then sitting there.
This tool in a black RAV4 type thing goes around me by crossing the double white line and flooring it up a narrow street intersected by many underground carparks that from experience, disgorge cars with wild abandon. The corner we are heading towards is a blind one, as in cars turn left into Pitt St without being able to see what is around the corner.
I got rather upset with the driver, since if a car did come around the corner, three things could have happened.
- Cars collide head on, with no impact on me
- Car overtaking me takes evasive action by going hard left, taking me out
- Car coming the other way takes evasive action, coming into my lane and taking me out
His response was, "We do what we like".
Love that - the Royal "we".
Well, we fucking don't do what we like. We obey the rules of the road, and the principles of common sense, patience and courtesy. Especially in the rain.
Fuck, I've said it before. Got to get myself a Glock.
Funny thing is, after doing his little racing/overtaking manouvere, I ended up beside him at the next three sets of lights, which all went red as we approached. He could take off faster than me, but it made no difference in the CBD. The little turd and his regal wife didn't even have the self awareness to be embarassed.
Stupid old pricks.