back home safe and sound after round trip of 5oo miles.
Left at 4.45 a.m. and headed to Glasgow on the M8, and it was not long before the 1st white van passed me going like a steam train, I thought I was driving with the handbrake on. Before long there was a steady procession, some one eyed (headlight), which is even worse when they come thumping up behind you, not so bad when road is quiet but when it is busy you are forced to give way to them.
Met Fraser at Glasgow and even had the car checked out by the Police !! Fraser is a motor cycle fan and recently did a flier over a car whose driver was not paying attention, so after some recuperation got a new bike and is back on the road again.
Headed south, and as daylight appeared so did the "loonies", white van men, boy and girl racers, it seems that everyone races to get to work early, probably to have a fag before going into the office. Twice I was passed by big "sprinter vans" doing well over the limit, and twice i passed them as they slowed down to chat away on their mobile phones, same applied to the young lady in her VW golf who nearly side swiped me as she searched in her bag to get her phone. Why, why, when for £5 plus you can get hands free kits ? I wonder how many the police inj Scotland caught on Monday during their crackdown.
Made it to "The Heath" at Runcorn ( see next blog), and then headed home. Lots and lots of caravans and camper vans on the road and those being towed by the "Chelsea Tractors" were certainly doing more than sensible speeds.
Having ranted and raved about white vans, the worst offender of the day was a boy racer in a shiny red VW Golf. I had turned off at Moffat onto the A701 and was heading north in a group of four cars all keeping up a steady pace and no heroics. I was nearly home, when on some bad bends near to Leadburn x roads this maniac came out of nowhere nearly taking out two of the four cars in the group as he tried to overtake us on the bends and was forced to cut in by oncoming traffic. Not content he was still keen to get on as we neared Leadburn but was forced to stay in line, last I saw of this bespectacled, baseball wearing youth was him shooting across the cross roads causing two cars to brake and swerve to avoid him. Last person to try that missed the junction, drove into the front of the Hotel , his car blew up and the hotel was burnt down and later demolished. I thought I had managed to get a photo of him, but camera angle was too high - pity.
10 minutes later, home in one piece.
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