An R's

We did the quick monthly trip to ensure that Mother was still OK, and on the way back down the M1 I was overtaking a slower-moving vehicle (who was doing about 75...) and I was suddenly aware that my rear-view mirror had gone black.

Now, bear in mind that I'm still alongside said SMV and I'm doing about 85 - this Range Rover thingy is approximately 10 feet up my chuff. Fair enough, I complete the manoeuvre, move over and he goes whacking past.

I noted the plate - "B4 INS", Mr Bains, no doubt.

My wife calmly remarked "He could do with an R in that"

There's already two in the driving seat...

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