Driving to see my dear old Mum on Saturday. Old mongrel in his ute with trailer going to the tip.
I'm coming down hill doing at least 90. He starts to turn, I slow down so he can get out of the way, then he stops across the entire lane. Nowhere to go, off into the bush on the left or into the front of an oncoming car on the right. Somehow we stopped. I blasted the mongrel with the horn, don't think he ever saw or heard us.