Who goes there?

Driving along in the pouring rain, the spray is making visibility difficult and it’s as dark as the middle of the night.

Are you the twat coming toward me with no lights on? Or the one coming up in my side mirrors that I see at the last moment, because you can’t seem to find the switch for your headlights?

What’s that you say? You can see perfectly well? But your supposed to be able to see and be seen. That’s the bleeding point. I can’t see you.

Turn your bloody lights on.

Thank you.

Rant over…..

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