Earlier today, I was coming back over the Harbour Bridge. I was in the right-hand lane on one of the clip-ons. After checking mirrors, I indicated left and pulled into the left-hand lane and, as usual, sat about a foot from the centre-line. As I pulled left, there was a late-model Saab about 15 metres back travelling at the same speed as me. Nothing to worry about.
A few seconds later, I glanced in my mirror and the Saab was right up my arse. He then carried on moving forward, going between me and the crash barrier. I pulled to the right and let him go - no point in playing chicken with two tonnes of Swedish metal. it's just lucky I saw him coming as if I'd moved left within my own lane a couple of seconds before, I'd have been splattered all over the tarmac.
Now ... the question is ... what is the most suitable form of revenge and retribution?
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