So this morning driving back from Port Alfred I had two Polo's that made my morning:
The first one, a yellow Polo 1.4 FKB167EC apparently had a major steering rack failure as he seemed to not be able to move from the fast lane despite only driving at 110kph (unheard of in most Polo's, I know). This caused some minor grief for everyone behind him wanting to overtake, but eventually everyone just decided to overtake on the left. I sure hope he can get his steering rack sorted soon.
The second Polo had something to prove to me in my little sh*tbox Hyundai.
I was in the left lane on the N2 minding my own business, sticking to the speed limit when all of a sardine I see lights behind me. Curiously I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a red Polo TSI sucking my tailpipe. I thought it was odd that he didn't just overtake me on the right like normal people, so I sped up a bit just to see what he would do. 140 passed on the speedo...then 160... eventually at 170 I started easing away from him, but I was nearing some cars from the front so I started gradually slowing down back to my original speed of 120kph.
Bad move.
Suddenly the front of this Polo lit up like Christmas eve and I feel like I might have gotten arc-eye from all the light exposure. Fortunately my little stint must have caused a synapse to fire off in the Polo driver's head because he suddenly swerved into the right side lane and sped past me and I saw him mouth something off to me as he flew past which I can only presume went something along the lines of "DEUTCHLAND UBER ALLES!!!!11!"
