To the moron in the black C-class repmobile in Basingstoke today, thank you so very much for changing lanes and nearly running me into the central reservation in the process today. Given that I was on a large bright red motorcycle which is far from quiet, I can only assume that you were either using the force, or you did it on purpose. Either way, you got main beam for a reason, and subsequently trying to drown me with a 15 second burst of washer fluid doesn't absolve you from being a cupid stunt, nor does it make any difference when I'm wearing full waterproofs. Next time, I won't just tap your mirror on my way past to remind you to use it, I'll tear it off and stuff it up your a*se. Thank you for your understanding.