Blood on the streets

So they turn without checking
They natter on their phones
They speed
They pass close
They hoot and deny walkers their right to cross roads
The beep cyclists into the gutter
I could go on...

They jump red lights
They ride on pavements
They endanger pedestrians
They undertake
They ride up the inside of lorries

Pointless and foolish generalisations can go both ways, and serve no useful purpose.