Bad Car Day

While I calmly drive around at 30mph through these dangerous south Manchester streets, certain people insist on drive like mentally retarded subhuman dick cheeses. I would suggest that a certain motorcyclist, who had no lights on, who was travelling well above the speed limit, and attempting to overtake down a narrow road in the midst of oncoming traffic, might be one such person. Although I take an entirely random example, it so happens that this person destroyed my wing-mirror and right wing. Furthermore, rather than stopping afterwards to exchange insurance details, as is our legal obligation, he decided to speed off down the wrong side of the road.

I hope he ends up like this.