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Although you highlight a serious point in a light hearted manner this does remind me of an incident that I had in my own RCZ early into ownership.
Allow me to set the scene, there's a clutch of local shops nearby to my house - a small co-op, baker etc and the entrance from the road is wide but enters into a small and narrow car park with about 8 spaces. Returning home from somewhere with Mrs Rizz, she highlighted that we needed milk so I pulled in off the road and entered doing about 7mph. I was conscious of a late middle aged chap standing behind his older BMW 3 series so was entering cautiously. I clocked him looking at the car and me entering and then, for absolutely no explicable reason, decided to walk out directly in front of me. I literally had to slam on the brakes which are somewhat more effective at this speed than I assumed and, under an emergency stop, the hazards immediately come on. He casually continues to cross eyeballing me. I gesture at him the international shrug with open palms and shake of the head that politely means, "erm...wtf chap?!"
Now...I continue to park up conscious of the fact that the idiot is now standing watching me and standing on the periphery of the car park. Now, the chap wasn't particularly pleasant looking (in fact I'm not sure that even his mother would have been able to love that face) and was of a sizeable build. I'm 6ft 1 but have the build akin to commonwealth marathon runner. However, I'm not quick to be intimidated so, "b*ll*cks to this things I" and I exit the car to set about my dairy mission. I cross the car park for this now rather irate numpty to head to me looking as though his face needs a let off valve. What happened next was nothing short of bizarre (and I'll have to heavily edit and shorten):
He approaches and shoves me in the chest -
Him: what the f**k do you think your doing you f**k**g w@*ker?
Me : me?! You watched me coming in and then walked clean in front of me! Are you unaware how cars work?! (Baiting I know and I know I shouldn't have but he was a twat)
Him: f**k off. You were showing off and coming in far too fast.
Me: I wouldn't call 7mph fast. I entered safely so you can wise up with that.
This sort of exchange continues for several minutes but concludes with the final remarks:
Him - "You're just a tosser. In you come with your shiny new funcy (that's actually how he said the word) motor, showing off and expecting that you can do whatever you like. Well you...and your posers car can get tae f*ck"
Me - says the BMW driver
With that I shoulder past him to collect my milk.
Now...normally, by nature, I am a passive and ridiculously laid back individual but that got my back right up but it did make me wonder if the exchange would have been different had the wife been driving or had I been driving something like her Noddy Fiat 500. There'll be people who look on with admiration but you'll also get the haters!
Allow me to set the scene, there's a clutch of local shops nearby to my house - a small co-op, baker etc and the entrance from the road is wide but enters into a small and narrow car park with about 8 spaces. Returning home from somewhere with Mrs Rizz, she highlighted that we needed milk so I pulled in off the road and entered doing about 7mph. I was conscious of a late middle aged chap standing behind his older BMW 3 series so was entering cautiously. I clocked him looking at the car and me entering and then, for absolutely no explicable reason, decided to walk out directly in front of me. I literally had to slam on the brakes which are somewhat more effective at this speed than I assumed and, under an emergency stop, the hazards immediately come on. He casually continues to cross eyeballing me. I gesture at him the international shrug with open palms and shake of the head that politely means, "erm...wtf chap?!"
Now...I continue to park up conscious of the fact that the idiot is now standing watching me and standing on the periphery of the car park. Now, the chap wasn't particularly pleasant looking (in fact I'm not sure that even his mother would have been able to love that face) and was of a sizeable build. I'm 6ft 1 but have the build akin to commonwealth marathon runner. However, I'm not quick to be intimidated so, "b*ll*cks to this things I" and I exit the car to set about my dairy mission. I cross the car park for this now rather irate numpty to head to me looking as though his face needs a let off valve. What happened next was nothing short of bizarre (and I'll have to heavily edit and shorten):
He approaches and shoves me in the chest -
Him: what the f**k do you think your doing you f**k**g w@*ker?
Me : me?! You watched me coming in and then walked clean in front of me! Are you unaware how cars work?! (Baiting I know and I know I shouldn't have but he was a twat)
Him: f**k off. You were showing off and coming in far too fast.
Me: I wouldn't call 7mph fast. I entered safely so you can wise up with that.
This sort of exchange continues for several minutes but concludes with the final remarks:
Him - "You're just a tosser. In you come with your shiny new funcy (that's actually how he said the word) motor, showing off and expecting that you can do whatever you like. Well you...and your posers car can get tae f*ck"
Me - says the BMW driver
With that I shoulder past him to collect my milk.
Now...normally, by nature, I am a passive and ridiculously laid back individual but that got my back right up but it did make me wonder if the exchange would have been different had the wife been driving or had I been driving something like her Noddy Fiat 500. There'll be people who look on with admiration but you'll also get the haters!
