The other day I was driving from my town to the next town, along roads I know very well, stuck behind a man (maybe late 50s) in a convertible BMW who was pootling along at 40mph on a 60mph road. Conditions were clear, roads were dry, it was daylight. Having followed him for a few miles, I got to the one part of the road where you can safely overtake, so I did, in a safe and controlled way. It is a long, straight stretch of road, nothing dangerous in what I did.
Something switched in this dickhead’s brain, and he raced along the road to catch up with me, practically got in my boot he was so close, and repeatedly flashed his lights at me. He carried on tailgating me throughout the next town, literally inches from my bumper, following me every time I turned off, and sporadically flashing his lights. I was actually heading to McDonald’s with DD and I was actually a bit panicked at that point, wondering if he was going to follow me in there to kick off at me. I left it until the last second to indicate when I got to the Maccies roundabout, and kind of swerved off the roundabout hoping he wouldn’t have enough time to decide to follow me. Luckily he didn’t, but gave a long blast of his horn as he went around the roundabout.
It shook me up a bit. What the fuck was going on in his head? This may be relevant but I drive an Audi, which I haven’t had for long. Is there some kind of BMW/Audi rivalry that I don’t know about? Or was this bloke just a massive cock who likes to try and intimidate women?