The message
from Adrian Tupper
contains these words:

On someone's behalf, at least.

In any pile-up I'd expect at least some poor sods who left plenty of
room, stopped with several yards to spare, then got shoved into the
wreckage by the tit behind.


Yes, that's the danger and that's why I think it's a serious offence.

Damned nearly happened to me last Friday. I rarely venture out in what
passes for rush hour in Telford, having no need, and now I know why!

First, as I joined the dual carriageway; matched speed nicely, line
myself up next to a slot in the traffic, check mirror and blind-spot
before actually moving out and find that the arsehole in the car behind
me on the sliproad is overtaking me and taking the slot I was about to
move into, leaving me with nowhere to go.

Second, as the dual carriageway becomes ordinary road, just as a
sliproad runs down and joins; car in front of me unaccountably stops to
allow someone coming down the sliproad to join. I stop. Car behind me
careers out of control past the inside of all three other cars onto the
nearside verge.

Third, three cars back from a skip lorry; sheet of metal about the size
of a single bed floats up from the skip and skitters all over the place.
I slow down because that's what the cars in front are doing. Car behind
me (not the same one that ended up on the grass, though this is only
about half a mile later) can be heard taxing the ABS nicely and slides
past me grazing the kerb.

It was the first really pleasant spring evening, which happened to be a
Friday and I guess people were in a hurry to get home.

--
Skipweasel
Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain.