I hate tailgaters.
I was traveling down one of the main roads between Melbourne and Frankston and I had a female P plater sitting on my tail. I myself am a P plater. She would have had to learn the same rules and techniques as I did (2 second/3 second gap depending on conditions) but no... She decided to neglect these rules. I gave her subtle hints such as flashing my brake lights and she still didn't get the point. A few minutes down the road, she's still there when a Semi has to brake extreamly hard cause some dumb soccer mum cut infront of one guy who had to go somewhere, and that was infront of the Semi. The entire row of about 20 cars slammed on their brakes, people even ran off into the median grass to avoid hitting each other, and this girl stopped so close to my car that when I realised she was about to hit me, I booted the accelerator a bit and it left a small exhaust mark on the front of her bumper. Then she decides to look scared.
A few more kilometers down the road, I see her doing the same to someone else. Does she have brains? Me no think so.