Last week I had to drive 200 miles 'Up-North' (Well it was north of Winchester and Winchester is in the Midlands!)
This, of course meant I had to do some motorway driving. During the course of the trip I passed four accidents, each one with its attendant queue of traffic.
One of these slow moving car parks lasted about 10 miles.
Now the thing that gets me is that as soon as you have passed the accident, even if its in the other carriageway, the road is clear. Why does the traffic slow?
Well its to have a quick gander, give it the once over, check it out. This is something I fume about as I sit crawling along with 500 yards to go – What are they looking at? Why slow down? Why can’t they keep their eyes on their side of the road?
Bloody poor driving I call it.
And as I pass the scene I take a quick look, just to see what all the fuss is about but it’s not me rubber necking ‘onest.
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