…may I offer as evidence [www.howmotorwayswork.co.uk] ?

Driver type: Rep, Permatan types
Mentality: Late for a meeting
Speed: 120mph
Vehicle: 318i, Mondeo, Vectra, 75, mk4 Golf
I-spy guide: Blouse hanging up in the back

“Get out of my way I’m a rep don’t you know, out of my way, out of my way! Curse you inferior vehicles, get out of my way! I’m 2nd in rank on the motorway to the queen don’t you know! Out of my way you minions! I’m important!”

Sticking fearlessly to the outer 3 inches of the tarmac like shit to a blanket, the rep relentlessly nails the loud pedal to the cheap nylon carpet using his freshly polished fake Gucci shoes. He flashes those foolish enough to block the way and nudges the ones that don’t obey. The interior of the repmobile is packed with the scent of Old Spice and Persil, glowing white shirts swing from the cheap plastic hooks in the rear of the car. Top Gun is playing at 120db on the state of the art 3 speaker system. An enormous bluetooth earpiece with its high-tech electric blue flashing light is burning into the side of the “just-got-out-of-bed” gelled hair. The repmobile is the undisputed king of the motorway!

…and there are several other pertinent types of UK road users, similarly lampooned in a field-guide to the twits of the road.

Recommended.