Clueless 'lane weavers' who spend all of 8 seconds in a lane before deciding that another lane must be a better bet for getting to their destination sooner. Of course after risking their own and everyone else's lives threading the eye of the needle back and forth between lanes, they usually end up about one car length in front (or behind) by the end of their journey. Funny thing is, I really don't think they even realise it. (Hello bell end, yes it's me, the same car you passed twenty minutes ago, sitting in front of you now :withstupid: )