So driving to work this morning on the M1, strong winds, heavy rain and zero daylight. It was interesting to say the least, I was using the catseyes in the road to navigate as visibility was terrible. It was the kind of rain where the wipers did absolutely nothing to help.
A few drivers put their rear foglights on as visibility is so poor, including the person in front of me - which I was glad of as the other cars were actually quite difficult to spot due to the strong wind / heavy rain and vehicle spray combination.
I followed suit as I didn't want anyone rear-ending me on the motorway.
About 5 minutes or so passed of me driving along when, out of nowhere, along comes Mr D***head. Driving up behind me and giving me some full beam action in his vomit-green Astra. Followed by about a full minute of flashing his full beams at me on & off. It was obvious he was whinging about my fog lights, but out of principle I decided to keep them on (visibility was still poor and he was being a Class A W*nker about it). He outdid himself though when he decided to undertake me, just so he could get in front and proceed to frantically turn his rear fogs on/off in an attempt to continue fulfilling his role as Mr D***head.
For driving up my arse and being a complete tit, I decided to play him at his own game. Then next mile or so was me up his arse, playing him at his own game, giving him a rear-view mirror full of Xenon beam. 'ave that!
If someone gave me the odd flash and it was necessary (wanting to pass or having my foglights on for NO reason) then I'd let it slide. But this guy was just something else, it was like having my own personal disco escort me to work. If he'd have got off at the same junction as me then I can safely say I would have gotten out of my car and dragged him through the window by his nostrils!!
Seriously though, should I not have had my rear fogs on or something?! I rarely use my foglights, only when visibility is near impossible.