So, I get to the car park by Shotover Common. There's another car in front of me rolling slowly forward.
I wanted to go to the right of her. Rather than do the whole which-side-do-we-pass dance, I stop and let her make the decision and go around me. She carries on going forwards. Straight towards me.
Then I notice she's actually looking at something on the passenger seat and not paying any attention at all to where she's going.
I watch in confusion for a few seconds before deciding perhaps I should go into reverse and take evasive action. She looks up and slams on the brakes amazed that the car that's been there ofr the best part of a minute has suddenly appeared.
Call me old fashioned, but I've always felt it was the responsibility of the person moving to prevent collisions.
I wanted to go to the right of her. Rather than do the whole which-side-do-we-pass dance, I stop and let her make the decision and go around me. She carries on going forwards. Straight towards me.
Then I notice she's actually looking at something on the passenger seat and not paying any attention at all to where she's going.
I watch in confusion for a few seconds before deciding perhaps I should go into reverse and take evasive action. She looks up and slams on the brakes amazed that the car that's been there ofr the best part of a minute has suddenly appeared.
Call me old fashioned, but I've always felt it was the responsibility of the person moving to prevent collisions.