the man in the blue car

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The man in the blue car had only one intention this morning; to see how far he could push the limits of his existence whilst driving like an utter t.wat. Excuse my unladylike language, but seriously, he was an imbecile. The bus was going too slowly for him, so he decided to overtake. On a corner. A black car coming the other way had to swerve into and along the verge, so for a second or two the road was unofficially three lanes wide, instead of two. If the black car had been coming around the corner a little faster, or hadn't clocked the situation quickly enough, I would now be giving a statement to the police and two families could potentially be mourning the loss of a loved one. I hope that the man in the blue car has to clean a little bit of poo off his pants {the British ones, not the American ones} when he arrives at work. I also hope that the man in the black car has a dashcam so that he can report this dangerous driving to the police, with evidence. I don't understand people who are willing to take risks when in charge of a car, who don't consider the consequences of their actions, and who are selfish enough to think they're the bestest and safest driver who ever existed. They make my blood boil and my tummy rumble. Although the latter of these could just be because I haven't indulged in the delights of breakfast yet. It's Friday! There be frolicking with a three year old niece in my very immediate future. Happy!