So for todays instalment of bad driving. I give you an 8M wide road on a clear sunny day with enough room for 4 vehicles.
Park a bright red truck in front of the gateway and add a driver who either isn't spatially aware of his vehicle, or has his mind on other things.
A couple of days ago, I parked outside my house and walked around the back of the truck to drop something indoors, I walked up the drive opened the door and when I got to the kitchen heard the loudest noise I've heard for a long time. It seems a Peugot had driven into the back of the truck at 30mph with no attempt to brake. The truck had ridden up onto the roof of the car (The gouge in the roof is the bed of the truck and the hole in the bonnet is the rear wheel) it then launched the truck across the pathway and into the wall.
Weighing 2 tons and with the brakes on the truck travelled 22 feet and was only stopped by the pier & railings.
As I ran straight back out to the scene and seeing the state of the car I was expecting to see someone in a very bad way*. As I put my head through the passenger window the driver was sat looking dazed and confused but without any visible injury. Luckily my neighbour was at home and he was first at the drivers door while I 999'd, and after a wait of 1 Hour and 20 Minutes an ambulance arrived !!!
The thing about the accident that's p'eed me off is not that the driver hit my vehicle (it's just metal) or that he maybe shouldn't actually be on the road (age) but that the CCTV I have on the yard picks up his car passing my neighbours wall and 2 vehicles directly behind him. As I ran out those vehicles then drove around the collision and drove away without stopping to give assistance or to say what they saw. Heartless B*stards! Without my neighbour being at home and a driver stopping some time after it happened I would have been on my own while countless vehicles just drove past getting agitated with having to wait.
I've called at his home to see how the driver is but as yet haven't found out.
* Have to say that having been on the scene of suicides in my younger days, I've not slept much since because of what I thought I might find.