ok, a little more thread drift, but it is sort of about road manners. Senoufou reminded me of it ..

Frank Muir[BBC wit\raconteur of the 60s70s80s] told of a time he was trundling through the back roads of Oxfordshire in his vintage Lagonda.
Rounding a corner not particularly on the wrong side of the road (considering the size of his ancient car) a woman driving in the opposite direction slammed on her brakes and stopped, effectively barring the road. She wound down her window, gesticulated viciously and bellowed at him at great volume "Pig!!" before crunching her car back into gear and accelerating away.
Rather miffed at this disagreeable encounter on what had, up till then, been such a lovely day he continued on his journey, only to come round the next corner and run slap bang into a Gloucestershire Old Spot.