Was driving on the Sydney to Newcastle freeway some months ago and flicked my headlights at a car that was cruising under speed in the right lane. I wanted to overtake so gave them a headlight flick - it was in broad daylight. Flicking the headlights is a well known method of letting the driver in front know you want to come through and to please move over - no threat intended - just a gentle reminder. So they moved to the left and I went past and that should have been the end of it. But no, they then pulled out behind me and started flicking their headlights frantically to pi$$ me off and started to tailgate me blowing the horn as well. I moved to the left lane after overtaking - they overtook too then came past me and dropped into the left lane in front of me and then deliberately slowed down. If I attempted to move to the right to overtake them they sped up or moved to the right too. They were making me stick to the left lane - I was now between a semi and them and scared *****less (I hate semis behind me!). I also realised I was now in some sort of 'game' and tried to think of the best way to tackle it. Stay where I was until they got bored with driving slow? Would they get bored? What if they didn't? But then if I kept trying to overtake and they carried on like this what would I do? My aggro and determination kicked in at this point and I thought "right, ya little ba$tard$. You wanna play - let's play. But I've got more experience, skills but more importantly patience than you've got. You'll get bored with this quicker than I will."
Eventually, I pulled out to the right again mixing in with some other cars that were going past them then dropped back into the left lane once I'd overtaken. They then pulled out into the right, sped up until they were level with the vehicle in front of me then held the same speed and virtually blocked me from going anywhere. This lasted about 5 mins and they only moved when other cars wanted to come through so they moved to the left lane to let them pass. Again, I took my chance and moved out to the right and went past them along with the other cars.
This sort of stupid crap went on for about another 10 mins and as predicted they eventually got bored. As I came past them on another go they slammed the outside of their car and howled, laughed and generally carried on as I came past. The whole time the 'game' was being played I had looked straight ahead and tried to look as if I hadn't realised we were playing 'Duel' on a freeway doing 110kmh. I hadn't looked at them or provoked them in any way. They didn't bother me anymore after this last overtake. I think it was keeping my cool, being patient and having my wits about me along with good driving skills that got me through this, but it was quite nerve racking to begin with.
They were 3 guys in their mid twenties - I am obviously a middle aged woman, someone like their Mum, not another young bloke to pick on or even a grown man! Where is the mentality of what they were doing? Playing with my life and theirs and for what - 1 headlight flick! There's a telegraph pole with their name on it somewhere in the not too distant future.
Olly
Eventually, I pulled out to the right again mixing in with some other cars that were going past them then dropped back into the left lane once I'd overtaken. They then pulled out into the right, sped up until they were level with the vehicle in front of me then held the same speed and virtually blocked me from going anywhere. This lasted about 5 mins and they only moved when other cars wanted to come through so they moved to the left lane to let them pass. Again, I took my chance and moved out to the right and went past them along with the other cars.
This sort of stupid crap went on for about another 10 mins and as predicted they eventually got bored. As I came past them on another go they slammed the outside of their car and howled, laughed and generally carried on as I came past. The whole time the 'game' was being played I had looked straight ahead and tried to look as if I hadn't realised we were playing 'Duel' on a freeway doing 110kmh. I hadn't looked at them or provoked them in any way. They didn't bother me anymore after this last overtake. I think it was keeping my cool, being patient and having my wits about me along with good driving skills that got me through this, but it was quite nerve racking to begin with.
They were 3 guys in their mid twenties - I am obviously a middle aged woman, someone like their Mum, not another young bloke to pick on or even a grown man! Where is the mentality of what they were doing? Playing with my life and theirs and for what - 1 headlight flick! There's a telegraph pole with their name on it somewhere in the not too distant future.
Olly