Well everybody is busy or otherwise engaged on AIM/MSN and I dare not venture to IRC (it will consume me) so, the blog has drawn the short straw to receive my latest rant. The subject, Chavs, specifically one and his driving ability (or lack of.) For more information on the Chav, checkout my best friends blog (don’t bother bookmarking it, it is rather static (subtle hint SJ ;).) Before I get started this I don’t want to sound like I am the best driver in the world, that claim is quite often a sign of coat hanger man, I have had my share of scrapes but nothing in the last 5 months.
Well off I went in need to a beverage to tide me over the impenting maths test, which was cancelled but this is another story, so, off I wondered to thy trusty steed, in the form of a ‘96 VW Polo 1.4L equiped with pwnage music and a single working speaker (not quite the chav.) I started the vehicle and strapped myself in, never know what is going to fly towards in school car park, off I went. Trundled out of the sixth form car park (I mean overflow car park, which sixth form should use), and into the main car park. Proceeded with caution around the blocks of cars parked at varying angles, rarely parallel to the parking space or the car next door. Out of the main body of the teacher parking and through to the middle where the entrance sits and the bus bays to the left, to the right we have the visitors parking (lazy sixth form and chav parking.) This is where the encounter began.
Watching out for cars merging into me after they entered the car park and head towards reception, I noticed a car come into a space about 3 spaces down from me with great hast, I anticipated idiocy. Saw continued momentum so braked rather quickly, eventually meeting the year 12 driver *ahem chav ahem* with a bunch of morons in the back, he stopped too (omg). He gave me the “wtf you doing? uh ur mum” look, I gave him the “awww special” look, realising he had no intention of going I hastily checked mirrors and sped off. Only to notice him emerge from the parking space and follow me towards the speed bumps. Yup you guessed it, he tailgated me over speed bumps, not the most clever thing to do, but heck this is moronicity at its absolute maximum here. So I proceeded over the speed bumps and an over cautious, unambitious, and damn right slow speed (cannot be too careful, but then we would never get anywhere *sigh*.) Used a bit of throttle and pulled away and headed onto the exit junction, bless he caught up and managed to follow.
Seeing nothing was there I pulled away in adventurous mode, got to 30MPH (the limit) and stuck there. Glaring into the rear view mirror, I saw him performing an attempt at pulling away, and then predicatably ending up sat on my ass again. Well I thought this is not good, increase the safety of the situation I slowed down a bit, down to 20MPH now. Let him follow suite and then dropped down to 2nd and got back to 30MPH, when he began to follow I slammed on the anchors, just a little hint I don’t mind using them when you are too close to stop (it is his fauly period) never know what bugs I might spot. I arrived at the Stop junction (blind looking right due to protruding house) I observed clear right, left and over the road so I pulled out. Chav followed again, without a glance right (wow he trusts me so bad.) Anyway I was back up to 30MPH quickly and soon he reappered on my tail, this time he didn’t like my tactics so. He overtook, in a 30MPH zone when I was doing the speed limit, there was a car coming towards him and a traffic island ahead. Yes this is the best example of irrational thought ever, broken logic supreme, or maybe everyone in the car was suicidal (or just the driver, the rest had brown trousers.) He managed to pull back over about 5 seconds before hitting the traffic island, if I had continued at ~30MPH I reckon he may have had it, but fearing for my own safety and predicting big cockup with slippery road surface I slowed down. I was expecting him to try and move over then brake to loose speed and lock his wheels up, what a cool site that would have been (not wishing death here.)
Thankfully nobody was hurt just my respect for him, ohh wait I had none, he had a sign above his head saying tosser. So, all is well in the world of me 
I could populate this blog with dumbass things spotted on the road but, alas, I think my database would scream
