A positive *555 response
Maybe it was easter madness that brought out more than the usual number of morons, but this one guy prompted me to use the *555 number.
I first came across him somewhere near Danneverke as I headed back to Wellington from Hastings. He came up behind me and passed. Didn't think too much of it, but then as he overtook the cars ahead of me, cut it very very fine with an oncoming car, it slowed, pulled left and flashed its lights. At that point I thought that was quite dodgy, hoped I'd not come across a wreck involving him and another innocent party, and made a mental note of the rego and car.
A little while on, caught up with him stuck behind a truck with 3 cars behind it. He was constantly edging out over the center line to see if he could pass, but didn't go. Having recalled his behaviour from before, I sat well back. After a while, one car got past and another turned off so he only needed to pass one car plus the truck. He finally got past quite safely on this occasion (there was still enough room for me to pass on the same length of straight). He stopped in Pahiatua and I rolled on by thinking I'm bound to see you again.
Sure enough, just north of Masterton he caught up and passed me again, and then passed another few cars, pulling out over a yellow line. This was the final decider for me, having seen his earlier manouvers I thought this guy needs to be toned down. As I rode into Masterton, I ended up right behind him and saw his baby in the back seat.
Called *555, spoke to the operator who took all the details, informed me I'd need to follow up with a visit to a station or online form, and that they would follow up. Just south of Carterton I passed 2 police cars on the side of the road, who looked like they had just finished talking to someone and sent them on their way. Last night I got a message from Police saying they had caught up with the car, spoken to him, and can I call back to give some more specific info. Did that this morning so hopefully they give him the learn.
Rant over
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