I suppose there’s good and bad in all categories of drivers!! Thats why this drivers cpc is a load of old bull!!! We’ve all passed our tests, been employed and probably sat a drivers assessment!!! The goverment should make it compulsory for all drivers to have further training or resitting tests
Timid Drivers mostly OAPS, can’t cope with modern road conditions and out of touch with the changes driving. Therefore far more unpredictable than bad drivers from other catogeries, so more difficult to work out what they will do next.
I thought the “scarpering up the road like nothing had happened whilst briefing the 6 year old grass to keep schtum” was the sign of a proper driver, myself.
(It’s a Chelsea Tractor anyway. I was just trying to make it look like a proper 4x4 like mine. )
The scraping sound as you first caught the gate, gave you away, then emphasised by the way it continues as you decided to keep going was what clinched it… me chasing up the road after you screaming like a loony probably gave you the hint you were not going to get away with it…
AND…AND…AND you washed off the decapitated pheasant I went all the way to Lindsey and Repton’s house to squish on the grill, not to mention the mud I carefully got it plastered in up their adjacent bridleway…
That’s probably the last post i’ll be allowed to make on this site !!
Rikki-UK:
Quinny:
The wife!!!
Good job she doesn’t read TN.
Ken.
Mine does,
Shes great in a truck… shame about the scratch all the way down the new car AFTER I WIDENED THE GATE
Lucy:
I thought the “scarpering up the road like nothing had happened whilst briefing the 6 year old grass to keep schtum” was the sign of a proper driver, myself.
(It’s a Chelsea Tractor anyway. I was just trying to make it look like a proper 4x4 like mine. )
Rikki-UK:
The scraping sound as you first caught the gate, gave you away, then emphasised by the way it continues as you decided to keep going was what clinched it… me chasing up the road after you screaming like a loony probably gave you the hint you were not going to get away with it…
Lucy:
AND…AND…AND you washed off the decapitated pheasant I went all the way to Lindsey and Repton’s house to squish on the grill, not to mention the mud I carefully got it plastered in up their adjacent bridleway…