• After four days off the commute proved to be an utter shi0fest today. Traffic was heavy and distinctly brain-cell light for some reason. Kudos for the stationary car at the side of the road that decided to pull out in front rather than allowing me right of way, only to slam on their brakes to around totalling a schoolboy and almost encouraging me to slam into the back of them. Thank you brakes.

    And thank you brakes again for avoiding another collision as I was filtering on the right between two queues of stationary traffic. A car in front was allowing another to pull out and turn right, right as I was on a bit of charge. Threw out the anchors, and threw up an arm in surprise, to be informed by a positively saintly white van man, clearly full of public duty, who leaned out to say 'that's your fucking fault'. No doubt he would be wearing the same sour expression and using those same informative words had I slammed into the car and flew across its bonnet, as he stood over me watching me piss blood.

    Actually I've no idea who's in the right there. It was my right of way, I was filtering on the right of a stationary queue, but obviously there is a strong chance that this could happen. However I would assume the other drivers signalling to the car that it is safe to perform the maneuver without thoroughly checking for filtering traffic (motorbikes frequently do the same along that stretch of road). Anyway I told him to fuck off and carried on filtering, albeit a little slower than before.

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