Two drops of rain and Belfast traffic is also congested.
Somebody cut me up turning into the bus lane I was in (broad daylight, hi-vis vest on) cos there was a queue for the right-turners and even though I had been there for a few hundred meters either they forgot about me or didn't look or cannot estimate speed at all. The music was so loud I could make out the song.
At the traffic lights further down I got a sheepish look in return for my look of death stare.
Fuckssake people, only so much I can do. I got the plate, dunno if I can be bothered reporting it as it was bad but not a "omg my brakes are on fire and I need clean kecks and I can make out all the scratches in your paintwork from up close" sort of situation.
Two drops of rain and Belfast traffic is also congested.
Somebody cut me up turning into the bus lane I was in (broad daylight, hi-vis vest on) cos there was a queue for the right-turners and even though I had been there for a few hundred meters either they forgot about me or didn't look or cannot estimate speed at all. The music was so loud I could make out the song.
At the traffic lights further down I got a sheepish look in return for my look of death stare.
Fuckssake people, only so much I can do. I got the plate, dunno if I can be bothered reporting it as it was bad but not a "omg my brakes are on fire and I need clean kecks and I can make out all the scratches in your paintwork from up close" sort of situation.