Years ago I picked up my brand new GTi Golf from Fulwell and went to look at a job in Bishop Auckland. The taxi in front of me moved forward at the Carrville roundabout, as I looked right to check the traffic he stopped and I bumped into him. No damage done and I rang his gaffer to explain. He burst out laughing and let me off. The car had 17 miles on.
That's why monkey's don't drive cars