FOUR WHEELED KILLER!
I sat behind the wheel of the car, with my brakes on, motionless. I couldn't carry on driving, otherwise I would have been in a head-on collision with a maniac overtaking three vehicles, who was zooming towards me and was perilously close. There was nowhere else I could go other than stay where I was, motionless in my car on the road. Realising where he was heading at speed, directly into me, the idiot applied his brakes and got back into his lane by the skin of his and my teeth.
I sounded my horn, the prospective killer responded with a polite wave and a nod. And so he damn well should, at the very least. I gingerly started to drive on.
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