I'm normally the most mild-mannered of men. And I have to admit, having had a stressful day might have contributed... Coming out of the uni car park, on one of the roads still within the uni, and a P-plater pulls a u-turn right in front of me without looking at all, forcing me to brake hard to avoid him. I immediately noticed he was on the phone, and screamed at the top of my voice "GET OFF THE F*&$^ING PHONE! GET OFF THE PHONE AND DRIVE!" He took a couple of moments - presumably to say goodbye - then sheepishly put down the phone. I sat behind him, just because that was the way the traffic ran... then we came to an intersection and stopped, and a pretty girl who must have heard my tirade looked at me with a certain amount of fear and disdain... But I swear, 90% or more of the times when someone pulls a bone-headed and dangerous move in traffic, a quick look confirms they're on the phone - or texting. So although I generally counsel calm in all situations... a bit of a scream now and then can be cathartic... and hopefully (though I doubt it) even get through to these gonks.