My daily journey to Liverpool two years ago gave rise to several posts about the 'foibles' of my fellow drivers, which in turn, have led to that 'deja vu' feeling over these last few weeks when driving back and forth between home and my new school.
So, to the idiot in the red Skoda Octavia who was apparently completely unaware of the fact the the space betwen myself and the car in front was there for a purpose (it's called a safe distance) and decided to overtake and pull in in front of me with heart-stopping disregard for the safety of both of us, I hope you were duly satisfied to discover that, in fact, it didn't buy you a second of extra time as we both ended up waiting at the same red light a few moments later.
Then there were the two twenty-somethings behind me on my journey home tonight who were so busy laughing and chatting that I was convinced I would soon be shaking hands with them in my back seat. I hope you noticed that I touched the brake pedal several times in the hope that the brake lights would alert you to the fact that you were almost hooked up to my back bumper.
And to the rest of the driving population out there, just because I am only driving a Peugeot 106, it doesn't mean I am not a force to be reckoned with.
Don't mess with me folks! OK?