I’m moving some cars from Exeter to Peterborough today.
Just north of Taunton on the M5, in the distance I see an older BMW X3 or X5 pull onto the hard shoulder.
Driver immediately jumps out and uses both hands to give the door a proper good slam. He then proceeded to boot the drivers door in before walking a few paces along the hard shoulder away from the car.
As I pass, I see in my mirror he has walked back and starts to kick seven kinds of shite out of the front bumper, John Cleese style.
I was laughing my head off at the time but now feel a bit bad in case the car is a heap of shite and it’s giving him endless grief when he might be struggling with his bills or whatever.