REGULAR readers of The Oxford Mail may well recall my colleague, The Motor Mouth (MM) having a rant about 4x4s a little while ago. At the time, although he is indeed a good friend and a respected fellow hack, I felt his comments were perhaps a little harsh.
Well although I hate to admit that MM is right (and he is a man after all which makes this a bitter pill to swallow) how wrong I was!
I witnessed first-hand the substandard driving skills of a 4×4 owner the other day, as he reversed his large shiny lumbering beast directly into the wing of my dainty, little unassuming car. It was luckily an accident that happened at a reasonably slow speed, but nevertheless has caused a few hundred pounds worth of damage, a reasonable amount of inconvenience, and a traffic jam…just before school run time.
It was one of those situations that you can’t quite believe is happening, and I felt myself shouting at him to stop in the same way that I would shout at the telly if someone got it wrong on a quiz show. He clearly didn’t hear me shouting or my horn blaring and continued to drive backwards out of his drive crumpling my body work in the process and leaving a dent, that now has to be fixed.
When he finally came out of his reversing-induced coma and realised what had happened ( this was at the point when I put my hazard lights on, got out of the car and started asking him about what his motivation was for doing such a silly thing…or words to that effect) he said ‘oh dear, never mind. It was his fault’ and pointed to the entirely innocent but now slightly irritated driver behind me, who did a sort of Italian throwing his hands in the air gesture, as if to say what the hell is going on?
He went on: “That driver behind you signalled to me to come out. I thought the road was clear, I didn’t see you.”
“Oh dearie me” I said in a triumphantly patronising fashion “you see the thing is (head on one side), it’s YOUR responsibility to check that the road behind you is clear…” He got a bit snippy at that point so I suggested I should move my car onto his drive and we should exchange details. As I got back in my car the driver behind me just raised his eyes to the heavens in a sort of despairing way.
Now, I would just like to point out that I was stationary when this incident occurred, waiting at traffic lights. The man in the 4×4 (and there lies the critical fact of this story) was moving. You see even at low speeds, 4×4 drivers still seem to think they own the road and can do what they like, including squashing little cars that dare to block their path.
MM I have to hand it to you, you may be wrong about many things but when it comes to 4×4 drivers I am afraid to say that the dent in my car is proof. They think they own the road and have every right to just drive roughshod over the little people with their big fat tyres and massive bumpers.