POINT BRAKE

I was driving down to Bournemouth through the New Forest yesterday. It’s a gloriously sunny September day. For once there’s little traffic. On the hilly bits I can actually see the empty road stretch on for miles to the horizon. A rarity.

In front of me there’s one of those cumbersome ‘hippo’ cars pootling along well under the speed limit. All is good with the world – the sun’s shining, the tunes are banging, my karma chameleon is chilling then wham! They slam on the brakes. Another hundred yards up the empty road and bam! Another jab on the brakes.

WTF!!!! I’ve gone to Defcon 1 in the blink of an eye. Why is this numpty braking when there’s nothing or no-one else on the road in front of them? Are there ants on the tarmac they don’t want to squash or some other invisible hazard that only they can see?

And so it continues for miles – empty road, brake. A few more yards of empty road, brake. Brake. Brake! BRAKE!!!

AAAHHH! After 10 minutes of these driving antics, my brain is fit to explode and I’ve had to wind down the window to let all the hot air out generated from a few choice words. Please – no more!

I can’t for the life of me understand why this driver is continually braking. They’ve over-used that pedal almost as much as the Labour party have blamed the Tories for every mess in this country. It gives me a mini heart attack every time they brake because when I see those red lights swimming before my eyes my own right foot automatically applies my brakes in response no doubt sending anyone driving behind me into an equally apoplectic fit.

Is it just me or has anyone else experienced this strange motoring behaviour? If you have then I’d love to hear your thoughts on why it is some people drive in this manner.  Why do people do this?  Don't they realise their actions could cause accidents?

Eventually when I can take no more of it, I flick on the warp factor switch to leave them miles behind in a cloud of dust; pootling and braking continually all the way to Dorset and beyond.