Once the queue finally moved—at the pace of a sloth on sedatives—the real show began: The Middle Lane Hoggers.
You know the type. Doing 58mph in the middle lane, with the left lane completely empty. They looked so proud. “This is MY lane,” their faces said. “I pay road tax for ALL of it.”
M3 crash: Emergency services remain at scene for investigation work
I actually cheered when a tiny Fiat slipped past them on the left. Justice. Real, vehicular justice.
The Great Filter of Fleet
Then came Fleet services. You think you’re safe? You are not. Someone in a grey Audi decided they needed that last parking spot. They cut across three lanes like a hot knife through butter.
Did they use an indicator? No. Indicators are apparently optional on the M3 northbound today. They’re just suggestions. Like “use moisturizer” or “don’t eat raw chicken.”
Honestly, I saw a van driver use his left indicator to turn right. A bold strategy, Cotton. Let’s see if it pays off.
