Driving me mad!

I did a lot of motorway miles today, on the VFR.

It was fun. I loved it.

Except for the vast majority of other drivers.

I didn’t love them. They weren’t fun.

They were accidents just waiting to happen.

I rode most of the journey in Lane 1.

I undertook hundreds – yes, hundreds – of cars in Lane 2, Lane 3, and Lane 4.

I undertook them legally, as defined in the Highway Code.

But they were just sitting there, in Lane 2, or Lane 3, or Lane 4.

Just sitting there in their own spaced-out little worlds.

We really need to have a motorway driving test.

And the police need to enforce lane discipline.

I saw one three car pile up – it happened (on the opposite carriageway) in front of me – due, largely, to poor lane discipline and a lack of common sense.

We’ll never teach common sense, but let’s have the driving public taught lane discipline.

If our government really cared about saving motorists lives (and let’s remember that more motorists are killed on the country’s roads in a month than cyclists are killed on London’s roads in a year), they wouldn’t faff about saying they were going to raise the speed limit to 80mph (remember that – just a few months ago?) and then very quietly drop the idea when the road safety lobby said it was a terrible thought.

No, if our government really cared about saving motorists lives, they’d force the immediate introduction of a stricter driving test that included a compulsory motorway section, and compulsory night-driving section, and compulsory eye-tests on the test-centre premises.

And mandatory retesting.

Every five years.