Having recently started a new job, I'm clocking up a lot more miles than I used to. But, God help me if you (in no particular order): -Tailgate me -Carry out 'kamikaze' overtakes approaching a blind corners/ the brow of a hill -Overtake me in a queue of traffic and then pull in & slam on the anchors -Dazzle me for 30 seconds before dipping your bastarding headlights -Dazzle me with your one dim and one blindingly-bright headlight -Chuck litter out of your car, esp. plastic bottles, which then hit my car -Come round a corner too fast on my cunting side of the road -Drive at 35mph on a 60mph speed limit road between towns, and then speed up to 40mph in town, only for me to catch up again in the next 60mph zone when you've slowed down to 35 again. In fact, I'll tell you what, don't use your full beam at night either, thereby making it harder for me to judge whether it's safe to overtake your sorry arse -Drive a tractor/ heavily laden transit / tow a caravan slowly, for feckin miles, without pulling over and giving others (me) the chance to pass -Fail to indicate at roundabouts and junctions - tell you what, I'll just use the fucking Force to predict what you're going to do. ... I'll fuckin have the lot of yer. Cunts, every one. Well okay, I might actually be as soft as shite, but if the shit and twattishly inconsiderate standard of driving I'm witnessing daily goes on, someone's getting a poke in the eye before they put me on my arse. Feel free to add other road rage related rants, I might feel slightly better knowing that I'm not the only one.