Going to work this morning, casual as anything (apart from eyes streaming - suffering from hayfever). Waiting at the traffic lights, just before a good strech of road in the right hand lane. When an old xr2 with two 17ish nobheads in pulled up next to me in the left hand lane, reving his 800cc or whatever engine.
The lights went to green and he tried to pull off sharply, I let him carry on for a couple of seconds, until I thought fcuk this for a game of cards. Went past him still in the 40mph speed limit and carried on my way to work.
The next thing I turned off the roundabout (with a car in front of me) and after a couple of mins he was behind me on my back bumper, touched my brakes in I could see him panic. Next thing I noticed this nob stick his fingers up and shouting loads of Fs and Bs, I just looked up and smilied.
I carried on around the road to work at about 15mph (speed limit 20mph) with him behind me, had to stop for a lorry turning and I looked in my mirror and just smiled that the nob. Then I turned off to work then the nob carried on.
Great start to the day! (I suppose thats what you get for having a racing blue with stripes?)