Dodging idiots in the rain!

[Mister James]

Why is it that a little precipitation brings out the inner tosspot in anyone who is within a mile of a strip of Tarmac?!

It's bad enough that on two wheels you have to worry about grip, slippy road markings and huge puddles - everyone else is out to get you as well!

I lost count of the amount of fools who overtook me with a gap of inches, cut in front of me, and then screamed away at twice the speed limit only to have to slam on the brakes straight away because of the clearly visible red light that made me adopt a sensible speed in the first place! Every one of these that I actually managed to overtake at the lights was an asian minicab driver with a tufty little Hitler-style moustache. That definitely proves something important, I just can't quite think what.

Next on the List Of Death are suicidal pedestrians putting on their best Lemming impressions! As soon as it gets dark, visibility and braking conditions plummet, and traffic gets heavy, people on foot suddenly develop a religious objection to using crossings - choosing instead to throw themselves in the path of oncoming traffic. I can't quite work out whether they are unaware of how invisible they are in the rain-sodden murk, or if they simply expect people to break the law of physics out of respect for the fact they can't be bothered to walk 100 feet down the road and press the button at the Pelican.

Honourable mention goes to London buses, whose cavalier disregard for the rule of the road and lane markings can only be applauded - their bravery no doubt bolstered by the fact they will survive a crash with a bike without even noticing they've run the unfortunate chap down.

Polish White Van man tried hard to compete with his bone-headed driving style (unhindered by petty concerns such as indicators and brake lights) but just couldn't put up enough of a fight to such a strong field!
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