I was once driving to work very early in a bank holiday morning. Dual carriageway, literally nobody but me in either direction. I’m doing 70 in the left lane (which, for those who don’t know, is the correct lane and the speed limit here in the UK).
Suddenly, a guy comes haring up behind me at what must have been at least 100. He doesn’t overtake, but instead sits an inch from my bumper. I do what any reasonable person would do - i take my foot completely off the accelerator and just let my car slowly slow down, to encourage him to overtake.
I shit you not, my car got down to 30 MPH before he pulled out and started overtaking.
And then he gave me WTF gestures as he shot past.
Reminder - this was a dual carriageway, two lanes in the direction we were travelling, and there was literally nobody else on the road.
It’s the weirdest thing.
If i were Freddy Kreuger I’d invade the dreams of tailgaters and give them a different nightmare every night - one night they’re paralysed for the rest of their life from an accident they caused, the next they have to live with having killed a child, etc - until they stop fucking doing it.
There have been a few sci-fi shows that covered the concept of a “virtual reality imprisonment” where this convicted are essentially sentenced to be plugged into a system where they live out a sentence that seems fully realistic and in “normal time” - possibly years - to them, but only hours or at least days pass in the real world.
If we ever get that tech, it would seem to be a good sentence for the truly dangerous drivers and road ragers. Get plugged into the machine, and live a few “virtual” months or years where you believe you’ve lost your legs, been paralyzed, or killed the family member that’s you’ve been endangering with your idiocy.
In these situations, sometimes I go full Joker and perform a reverse pass maneuver.
What’s a reverse pass? There’s a tailgater behind you. You move to the passing lane or the opposite direction’s travel lane. Then you slam on your brakes. Then move back into the travel lane. Suddenly the tailgater is in front, and you’re the one riding their bumper! The look of confusion you get is absolutely wonderful.
I was once driving to work very early in a bank holiday morning. Dual carriageway, literally nobody but me in either direction. I’m doing 70 in the left lane (which, for those who don’t know, is the correct lane and the speed limit here in the UK).
Suddenly, a guy comes haring up behind me at what must have been at least 100. He doesn’t overtake, but instead sits an inch from my bumper. I do what any reasonable person would do - i take my foot completely off the accelerator and just let my car slowly slow down, to encourage him to overtake.
I shit you not, my car got down to 30 MPH before he pulled out and started overtaking.
And then he gave me WTF gestures as he shot past.
Reminder - this was a dual carriageway, two lanes in the direction we were travelling, and there was literally nobody else on the road.
It’s the weirdest thing.
If i were Freddy Kreuger I’d invade the dreams of tailgaters and give them a different nightmare every night - one night they’re paralysed for the rest of their life from an accident they caused, the next they have to live with having killed a child, etc - until they stop fucking doing it.
There have been a few sci-fi shows that covered the concept of a “virtual reality imprisonment” where this convicted are essentially sentenced to be plugged into a system where they live out a sentence that seems fully realistic and in “normal time” - possibly years - to them, but only hours or at least days pass in the real world.
If we ever get that tech, it would seem to be a good sentence for the truly dangerous drivers and road ragers. Get plugged into the machine, and live a few “virtual” months or years where you believe you’ve lost your legs, been paralyzed, or killed the family member that’s you’ve been endangering with your idiocy.
In these situations, sometimes I go full Joker and perform a reverse pass maneuver.
What’s a reverse pass? There’s a tailgater behind you. You move to the passing lane or the opposite direction’s travel lane. Then you slam on your brakes. Then move back into the travel lane. Suddenly the tailgater is in front, and you’re the one riding their bumper! The look of confusion you get is absolutely wonderful.