I imagine this will be old news and common practice for most of you, but i’d like to get it off my chest all the same. If you’ll permit me.
Had my first the other night, M42 J10 heading west on the A5 about 2200. Car comes charging down the sliproad as I come trundling past, he is about level with the back of my trailer. This is one of those half hearted sliproads that really shouldn’t be treated as a way to merge traffic, but he floors it, manages to get to maybe the back wheels of the unit before it closes the door on him. I have traffic to my right that had followed me from the motorway junction just prior, I can go nowhere.
So he slams on and leans on the horn. It’s been on the cruise control at 50mph since pulling away from the J10 roundabout, so I really hadn’t considered i’d done anything wrong, just another who thinks that the red sea should be parted just for them.
He comes back round me, cuts in half a yard from my bumper, then dabs on his anchors enough for me to have to slam on (no, to be honest, I wasn’t expecting anyone to be that stupid). He tries it once more and I back off to 10mph, dual carriageway is reasonably quiet between the traffic released from the motorway junction traffic lights.
I assumed at this point he is happy that he has control of such a big machine, he gets bored after about 30 seconds and disappears into the distance. I know some people are just stupid, but I haven’t been able to stop dwelling on it.
In my experience if you try to slow for people on sliproads to join, like sheep, 9 out of 10 will just slow with you, and you will reach that stale mate which normally causes you both to nearly have an accident. Afterall the highway code suggests the prevailing traffic has priority. Assuming you can’t move over, safest thing for a truck to do it just to maintain speed.
If I was certain it wouldn’t just run straight over the top of the car, it would almost be tempting to let them take the 44 tonne nudge they were so desperately asking for. Might get the message through.
Not sure how to end this, apart from saying that for a few blinks of an eye I was pretty ■■■■ scared something very nasty was about to happen to my day. I just don’t understand people. Assuming he had his mate or girlfriend in the car with him, showing them what a big man he is… by setting a date for their funeral.
How do you deal with it when it happens?