Not scared

I’m not so much scared of driving, as hate it. And a good many of the things I hate about it aren’t going to go away. Some of them are just bad luck, some of them are my own fault, and some of them are just a symptom of the way the world is going.
For example:
Bad luck – coming up behind a cyclist. Normally OK, but it always seems to happen to me on the bendy, twisty parts of the road.
My own fault – I can be a fairly hesitant driver. For example, I won’t overtake something unless I’m certain I’ve got enough room to do so. And I can’t see round corners.
Symptom of the world – the driver behind comes up very, very close, starts gesticulating and flashing, then overtakes both myself and the cyclist. On a corner I couldn’t see round, so how could he?

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