Anyone up for a game of chicken?

Today nannyKate came with me to pick up Elsa from nursery. Which meant that, for once, I had a witness to the crazy driving I'm always moaning about.





We are driving driving down this little, two lane hill, not even to the truly crazy part of the drive, and we see the people in the oncoming traffic lane trying to pass each other before my being in their way makes passing impossible. All of the sudden three cops on motorcycles come speeding at me...and they aren't moving back into their lane. They're getting closer and still not making a move. I slam on my brakes and only then, as I'm about to flatten them all, do they pull back over into their lane. I looked the lead cop in the eyes, he got so close. And he looked surprised, like "Oh my, a giant car is coming at me. Maybe I better go back where I belong". NannyKate and I were both just in shock.

I HATE driving here!