Tailgating me all the way up The Street, Felthorpe, apparently urging me to break the 30 mph speed limit, flashing his lights furiously — and talking on his mobile phone.
hello I am writing today to review the driver of a Volvo who is no older than my youngest daughter. This seems interesting to me due to the fact demographics of Volvo drivers tend to be of the older verity (like my self, I'm in the prime of my life!). I have concluded from this after hours of thought that it must be a cool thing to buy a Volvo. This saddens me as I pride myself upon being an elder member of the community and the thought of a youngster driving a similar car to me makes me wonder what I will be viewed as by my neighbours. Will they think I'm trying to be young again? A mid life crisis maybe? I hope not.
I strongly hope that the legacy of volvos boxy nature and elderly appeal continues long after my existence and that it will continue to be enjoyed by all ages.
I do however hope that the consumption of drugs is not occurring by the owner of this particular Volvo as there is often an alarming amount of smoke seeping out of it, I have seen this car on 2 occasions at the same location and both times it has looked like a steam train!
Drive safe young man and remember, mirror, signal manoeuvre.
Yours sincerely
William
Yet another queue jumping cunt at Rowstock roundabout in Oxfordshire. Approaching roundabout from the A4185, The road splits into two lanes and dickhead Ford driver pulls into the right-hand lane and then does a 360° manoeuver around the roundabout to queue jump everyone else waiting in the left-hand lane to take the first and second exits. In other words he takes the first exit as well but is too impatient to wait like the rest of us. Something he does every weekday evening at around 17:10.
Tailgating me all the way up The Street, Felthorpe, apparently urging me to break the 30 mph speed limit, flashing his lights furiously — and talking on his mobile phone.