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...after someone has just tried to run me over.... twice!
Tootling out of the village, narrow tight 30mph with a bind junction at the pub opening to 1mile of speed free before the main road. Anyway i'm just leaving the village, car coming into the village at some speed decides to wonder across his side of the road towards me, yoof in a black Corsa, my first assumption was dickhead but thought he was just taking the blind junction wide because of the speed he was going.
I'm half a mile down the road, road sweeps right and climbs over a hill and is blind, I hear a horn blaze and the same car swerve into me going 60+, he had to swerve back out just after he nearly killed me otherwise he would end up on the bank, but then he has to swerve back in fast because of the bus on the other side of the road.
At first I didn't know what to think, then quickly realising what he just tried to do I hammered on the pedals to catch the twat at the junction, angry as hell and ready to wrap my sturdy Saracen round his thick little inbred head, alas he was gone.
On my return, had a chat with a neighbour who lives on the road into the village, he said he has seen a yoof driving like a tool but doesn't think he's from the village, anyway eyes peeled now for a reg plate.
What other options are there to catch the twat?
Tootling out of the village, narrow tight 30mph with a bind junction at the pub opening to 1mile of speed free before the main road. Anyway i'm just leaving the village, car coming into the village at some speed decides to wonder across his side of the road towards me, yoof in a black Corsa, my first assumption was dickhead but thought he was just taking the blind junction wide because of the speed he was going.
I'm half a mile down the road, road sweeps right and climbs over a hill and is blind, I hear a horn blaze and the same car swerve into me going 60+, he had to swerve back out just after he nearly killed me otherwise he would end up on the bank, but then he has to swerve back in fast because of the bus on the other side of the road.
At first I didn't know what to think, then quickly realising what he just tried to do I hammered on the pedals to catch the twat at the junction, angry as hell and ready to wrap my sturdy Saracen round his thick little inbred head, alas he was gone.
On my return, had a chat with a neighbour who lives on the road into the village, he said he has seen a yoof driving like a tool but doesn't think he's from the village, anyway eyes peeled now for a reg plate.
What other options are there to catch the twat?