On teh way to work this morning, a black mercedes overtook me, and a less than entirely cerebral looking chap hung out teh passenger window to yell "get a car" (I think, hard to tell exactly what he said) at me.
By means of careful route-planning, some three miles later (as I approached teh office) I observed that said mercedes was now three or four vehicles behind me in a slow-moving queue. Consequently, when I pulled into the office entrance, I stopped just off the road and gave the mercedes a vigorous round of applause as it went past. The driver looked like he was going to die laughing, but the passenger seemed a little annoyed at something.
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