Imagine the scene. Main road. Double lanes. Lights. Ahead and on the right (across the intersection) is a major high school.
Ahead, and directly opposite the school, cars are parked, thus requiring the pairs of vehicles on my side to merge within ten metres past the lights. And in the centre of the road is a 2 metre painted 'island' leading to the right-turn bay at the lights, upon which a teen is laying.
A metre or so away, also on the island a small van is parked and a very distraught chappie-gentleman is attending upon the teen.
It seemed clear to me (on bike and first in the queue) that said teen had stepped out between two cars on the other side and onto the island and into the path of the small van. Boom! One sorry teen. One seriously stressed van-driver.
The incident was clearly very recent because no cops or ambulance were yet on the scene, but a helpful chap was ready to direct traffic (on my side) carefully past the scene.
To my left is some fat old hag impatiently awaited the green. It came. I edged slowly forward. She floored it, sprung into my lane, within half a metre of my front wheel (images of R6 and bucket racing bins filled my imagination!) and roars past the crash scene at at least the max limit.
I decide I'm more than slightly annoyed at this so I followed her to a factory about a click down the road. Pulling up along side as she made to alight, I tapped on her window. Down it came after a slight hesitation, and 'offence as the best form of defence' came into play.
"What the fuck do you want?" said this mid-sixties-something, fat hag.
I related what I had observed her do while passing the incident scene then finished with, "That was really studpid driving, Madame."
She blushed bright red then yelled, "Don't you call me fucking stupid! You're fucking stupid.'....and then came the quote of the year.
"Dontcha know the kids from that fuckin' school are always getting hit and causing trouble?! I'm not gonna get held up by their bullshit! I gotta business to run!"
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Originally Posted by Swoop
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