Good meet, nice to see another Trophy!
Pointless story - I had a dream last night so this is a made up & completely hypothetical scenario - I was driving home on the M4, 10pm and the traffic was very light . I was in lane 1 with cruise at 81. There was a car in the distance closing very slowly (cruise at 82?) and he eventually came close enough to warrant an overtake so he pulled into lane 2. Because our speeds were so similar it took about half a mile before he'd moved up into my blind spot. At this point we approached a Merc in lane 2 doing 70, nothing else in sight. The car overtaking me moves into lane 3. Hypothetically, what would you have done at this point?
My options as I saw them were to turn off cruise and brake/slow down, move into lane 2 (at which point I could have flashed the Merc requesting him to move into lane 1, or not), wait until I had been overtaken myself then move into lane 3, overtake the Merc and continue on my journey OR continue in lane 1 with cruise still on, undertake the Merc and continue on my journey.
What would you have done?
As it happens (in my dream) I chose the latter. Stupid really because if the Merc had moved to lane 1, even though I was hovering over the brake pedal and was prepared to move into the hard shoulder, it could well have resulted in an accident. I should have known better.
So anyway, at one point all three cars are perfectly alligned across all three lanes, my hand is extended out of the open window at the Merc driver, palm-up in a 'what are you doing in the middle lane?' gesture, then the undertake/overtake is complete and the Merc is in the rear view mirror. I'm in lane 1 and the overtaking car is still in lane 3, but he's no longer overtaking, he's maintaining the same speed as me. Strange. I look across and see an angry-looking po po glaring at me. Eyes forward, cheeks clenched I await the flashing blues but they never come. He stays in lane 3, level with me for 3/4 mile then speeds back up to 82 and continues on his way. I vow to change my ways, relieved that I wasn't stopped.
I know I was in the wrong (in my dream) and I'm lucky not to have been pulled for a stupid/dangerous manoeuvre but maybe the copper was in two minds about whether to pull me, the Merc for middle lane driving, or just wanted to get home at the end of a long shift? What would you have done?