When you're bumbling along in a small, old Fiat, such as an Uno or a Panda, minding your own buisness, driving at or even slightly over the speed limit and generally enjoying yourself.
Someone in a modern car arrives behind you, having just joined the road, roundabout, entered the motorway etc, rather than having caught you due to their speed.
Seeing a small, old Fiat ahead of them, they feel an irrepressible urge to get infront of it, frequently employing somewhat desperate measures to do so.
Once past, they continue on a short way, then glance at their speedo..
..and slam on the brakes.
Never fails to raise a smile.
Should you dare to re-pass them though, about half will accelerate as you come alongside
Also amusing, though more of an Alfa trait, are those who are up your arse on the straights, only to dissapear through the bends, but are back behind you by the end of the next straight.
I'm just minding my own buisness and driving to the speed limit, no need to get yourself worked-up into such a state...
Someone in a modern car arrives behind you, having just joined the road, roundabout, entered the motorway etc, rather than having caught you due to their speed.
Seeing a small, old Fiat ahead of them, they feel an irrepressible urge to get infront of it, frequently employing somewhat desperate measures to do so.
Once past, they continue on a short way, then glance at their speedo..
..and slam on the brakes.
Never fails to raise a smile.
Should you dare to re-pass them though, about half will accelerate as you come alongside
Also amusing, though more of an Alfa trait, are those who are up your arse on the straights, only to dissapear through the bends, but are back behind you by the end of the next straight.
I'm just minding my own buisness and driving to the speed limit, no need to get yourself worked-up into such a state...