Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Anticipation is the name of the game

A few days ago we witnessed a car accident, right in front of our eyes. The missus was a bit shocked, this was the first accident she'd ever witnessed "live". Me, I was just stunned by the twat who was driving the car that caused the accident.

Because, you see, if he had just anticipated a wee tad the road ahead, and seen the taxi pulled over with its hazard lights flashing, he might have slowed down, indicated (slowed down, indicated...ha ha ha ha ha ha), and actually avoided crashing into the back of the taxi. However, we're talking about such a complete twat, who raced down the road, saw the taxi a little late, tried to force his way into the next lane (and caused others to swerve and almost collide), then realised he couldn't make it, so braked hard and...BAAAAAAM. Twat.

Israeli drivers really have no idea about anticipating the road ahead, even just 100m ahead, it's quite amazing. Not sure it's forced into us Brits when we learn to drive, but it just seems so fucking obvious. Can't tell you how many times I've seen drivers get antsy when there is a line of traffic, pull out into the seemingly empty lane and then realise that that lane is empty for a reason...and force themselves back into your lane. Open your eyes, you fuck, and look down the road, you might just see the reason (not always of course) for the traffic...

See how many twats you can spot today...