In the city, in no particular order:
- Cagers for whom mirrors are just devices in which to do make-up
- Cagers who think that driving and texting is clever
- Cagers who don't even glance in your direction before pulling out of a junction
- Cagers who are incapable of keeping an even speed on a perfectly flat and straight road
- Cagers who ... actually, all cagers, period.
- Bus drivers
- Cops
- Diesel on wet roads
Out on the fun roads:
- Transit NZ and all other authorities charged with 'maintaining' our roads
- Chipseal
- Cow shit on corners
- Gravel on corners
- Temporary 30k limits when there is not the slightest hint of any work going on
- New seal - usually on corners, of course - covered with an inch of gravel without any form of warning
- Cops
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