Just crashed into a Lamborghini!

Indirectly I made someone crash into their own pillared driveway in Islington a couple of nights ago, on one of those streets of stupidly big houses. They were weaving all across the road, indicating one way, turning the other. I overtook, turned and gave then a gentle "Oi, drive straight!". The mother and daughter looked terrified and shrunk back into their mink coats. I carried on. 10 seconds later - CRUNCH - turn, and they've gone and driven straight into their own pillar at the front of their house.

The facts:
Islington
Mink Coats
Extraordinary Wealth

Must be the ononelangster family