The drive home was straightforward till I got to the first little village.  I tootled into the the sharp right hand bend at 30mph, or, a bit less probably.  I was happily minding my own side of the road on this bend, when a little red pretend  racer suddenly came into view at great speed, took the right hand bend far too fast and on my side of the road, forcing me to swerve up onto the kerb out of its way.

Up north in the ‘Wild Outback’, on the last 25 miles stretch,  I was comfortably tucked behind a black 4X4 type vehicle.  It was holding a steady 60mph.  A white car similar to the chunky 4X4 overtook me and moved into the space in front.  Moments after, yet another white car, a sleeker model, moved in behind the first white car.   Those two white vehicles were very fidgety, they  were in a great hurry, (to put it mildly).

The sleeker white car, which was at this point in front of  me, signalled  it was going to  move out and overtake; it zoomed  out and  off at speed, drawing level with the chunky white car.

Chunky white car driver signalled and moved out of lane just as the sleeker white car levelled with it on the offside.  Sleek white car was forced to swerve up a high sharp angled verge, (about 45-50 degrees) it looked like a  fast scary fairground ride.  Soil and dust flew everywhere.

-3-2The sides of the white cars  were close to one another as they sped on their fast forward trajectory.  As I watched this scene with absolute horror, I was aware I had one hand on my steering wheel and the other one over my nose and mouth.

323e2-unicode-9-emojis-_glamour_3jun16_emojipediaTime seemed to stand still and I didn’t dare breath.  The car angled on the verge kept up its speed, as did the other one down on the road!   They remained very close.  Its speed probably kept the sleek white car relatively stable up there.


Sleek  white car managed to speed forward of the chunkier one, still  at an angle, then it turned its front wheels  down towards the nearside carriageway, placing itself in front of the black 4X4.   White chunky vehicle in its turn moved in behind sleek white car.  Next, there appeared to be a bit of ‘argy bargy’ driving  between the two white cars.

Eventually,  sleek white car drove his car into a layby. The other one followed suit.   As I passed, I saw a very determined male tensely moving towards the driver of  chunky white car.


Disaster had been close, not just for the occupants of those two cars, but for the people nearest, me and the occupants in the black 4X4 car.  If the white cars had been in reversed position, I doubt I’d be here telling this story.   I arrived home stunned and emotionally drained.






  1. One such incident is bad enough let alone two. I always remember my driving instructor telling me that I could be the best driver in the world but can do nothing about other ‘silly sod’ drivers. xx

  2. Hi Mr F,

    ‘Silly sod’ and ‘ F*****g selfish eejits ‘ is such polite terminology don’t you think.

    Looking on the bright side, at least I am here to write up the whole sorry saga.


  3. That sounds extremely frightening. I’d have covered my face in the same way – instinct, not wanting to look at what we fear is about to happen. Those two drivers – and the rest of you – are lucky to be alive. I hope you had a sit-down when you got home with a stiff whisky. I doubt you had time to get the number plates unless you have a dashboard camera which would have recorded evidence for a complaint to the traffic police. I’m very glad you’re OK, if shaken.

    • You have it in a nutshell Gill. If I had been a passenger and not a driver in that situation, I have no doubts at all, I would have been bracing myself with one arm on the dashboard and hiding from the impending doom with the other hand. As it was, I was driving, and so, inexplicably, but appropriately, one hand stayed on the steering wheel and my eyes remained focussed. What I would have done, if the worst had occurred because of the actions of those two vehicle drivers, I do not know….fortunately for everyone, as you say, we were all lucky.

      I don’t have a dashboard cam, Both incidents have made me think about the technology. Also,I never thought about a [stiffening] whisky, or other fortifier when I arrived home. It would have been a great idea! However, I sat and tried to make some sense of the events. It was strange and I felt disconnected, a viewer a step removed, rather than an unwilling participant who had been in a dangerous place.

      Your thoughts are very much appreciated. X

  4. Dear God!!! How utterly horrendous, I am SO glad you were unhurt, quite a miraculous escape. I get how shook up you felt, I do hope you are feeling better now. I hope you reported these incidences?xxxx

    • Thank you so much Snowbird.

      Sadly, we rarely see any type of police service in these parts. As for traffic cops, they only show up, from 50-60 miles away, after a bad event to do the forensic assessments. Any reporting would be taken by call handlers 300 miles away, who rush through a computer generated questionnaire, (it replaces statements, it’s all very functional) and if you can’t answer every questions with the details required, the call is terminated very quickly.

      Gilly, mentioned a webcam…I am now thinking about the potential. It would have been the only way to have highlighted what happened in both incidents and provide evidence. I have heard that camera recording has to be at particular standards.


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