A DRIVER'S NIGHTMARE 02- CHRIS' STORY
By MIKE REDBOTHAM

There are two sides to every story! You will have read my side of the story in A Driver's Nightmare 01. This is Chris' side of the story.

The snow was hell! An Arctic blizzard swept over the hills and not even the busy traffic could keep the roads clear. Why are we never prepared for snow in this country? I had finished my deliveries and was heading, empty, back to base. Then some idiot managed to jack-knife his rig and we all ground to a halt. 4 hours we were held up. I ask you! 4 hours! Boy, was I pissed off! I was on to a hot date that night. Fat chance now! I rang her on the mobile. Not that that did much good. Jeanie was as pissed off as me.

Eventually, we got going again and slowly headed down to the city where my base was. As I got to the by-pass the traffic had thinned out, most traffic going onto the Motorway (Freeway), and the roads were clearer. She had given me until midnight - I might just make it, it was 11:50!

I had to give way at a roundabout to a small saloon just before a single lane section of the by-pass. "Come on, get a move on!" I thought.

But, no, he was sticking to the speed limit. I got closer and flashed my lights, trying to get him to go faster. But no, the closer I got the slower he went and I couldn't get past him. Then he started waving out of his window. I thought he wanted me to overtake but there was traffic coming the other way.

Eventually, he turned off and I was able to get to base and check the rig in. Too late! I rang Jeanie but she didn't want to know by then.

I went back to my lonely bed, thoroughly pissed off!

Anyway, the next morning I got up, my usual cheery self and set off for work. The skies had cleared and apparently the snow on the hills was thawing rapidly.

I clocked on and was told that the boss, Geoff, wanted to see me.

I breezed in, "Hi, Geoff. Bit better day!"

I was met with a face like thunder and "What the hell were you up to last night!?"

"What? I got held up in that snow. Some idiot jack-knifed his rig. I was stuck for 4 fucking hours!" I complained.

"I know that but I've had some guy on, complaining that you were bullying him down the by-pass by tailgating him. And it's not the first time, is it?"

"Oh that bastard. He was crawling along and I wanted to get back to see Jeanie."

"That's no excuse. You should know there are speed cameras down that bit of the by-pass. Anyway he's threatening to go to the Police."

"Oh, shit!"

"You may say 'Oh, shit' but if he goes to the Police and you get convicted of dangerous driving you'll be out on your ear. You know company policy."

"Yeah. What can I do?"

"Well, I've got no deliveries for you to-day, anyway. You'd better get your sorry arse round there and try to get him to change his mind. Apologise, beg, do whatever it takes, to stop him going to the Police. And I want to know from him what the outcome is. Here's his address, his