You can guarantee some clown will swing over at the last minute
...and it'll probably be me
(not in Derby it won't
Roundabout in Shrewsbury, approach to turn left towards retail park. Typically a queue of between .25 and .5 of a mile. Two choices...
1. Accept fate, pull in to left hand lane and await 9 or 10 changes of traffic lights as "classic" (i.e. shagged and elderly) camper vans struggle trough the lights, massive articulated lorries struggle through the lights, yummy mummies in fuax-wheel-drives screaming-at-kids-and-searching-for-dropped-food-and-homework-etc. then struggle through the lights and hipster-arshloes twart about with their wifi hotspots/streaming media/facebook updates etc. then struggle through the lights. Then have a heart attack.
2. Buggr'm all and drive down the right hand lane until the last 200 yards and then pull in front of one of the above drivers, all of whom are leaving a gap of at least 150 yards between themselves and the retard in front.
As for dash-cam-dobbing-in I'm all in favour as long as the courts and plod accept my footage of the slipper-sporting plank I have been stuck behind for 20 miles at 44mph on a clear a-road positioning himself on the white lines, driving right behind the twart in front of him
, but NOT overtaking, not leaving me room to get past him and braking at every approaching car, variation to road curvature etc as proof that they should be dragged from the car, beaten soundly and discarded in a ditch and their car torched.