My mate was driving us back from Aviemore a few months ago. We were heading down whichever bloody road, doing a solid 80mph or so, not exactly grandma driving. This isn't good enough for the white van behind us, so he tailgates us solidly for a while, flashing his lights, until she pulls into the other lane to let him get through. A few miles down the road we hit really heavy rain, so everyone has slowed down considerably. Who do we see but Mr Van Man... with his white van halfway up the embankment. He had gone through the barrier and his van was almost vertical on the grass. He was out talking on his mobile phone and looked ok, and he hadn't hit anybody else, so nobody was hurt. We were laughing about that one for weeks, serves him right!
(Twinx, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 16:22, Reply)