When I'm flying past with my whale tail on the boot, and neon lights under my citroen saxo 1.0, then as long as bitches be staying out of my way, then I'm cooler than Jesus.

I am actually a composed driver these days, I hate long journeys, and I tend to get annoyed with people tootling along in middle and outside lanes, and feel myself slipping into road rage mode, but I'm a lot calmer now.