People in Houston are friendly are they? Have you ever driven on the same road as them?

In England it's actually quite difficult to get a driving licence. You have to take weeks, or months of lessons, pass a written test and then pass a lengthy practical exam.

In Houston however, it is much easier.

People from Houston like to pride themselves on how friendly the people are. If you've ever had the misfortune of driving on one of the millions of miles of road in this concrete jungle then you will know that is absolute bullshit.

Driving home last night I saw a number of things that worried (and shocked me). Bearing in mind my drive home is much shorter than it used to be there is still plenty of opportunity for sudden and violent death.

First off, the car in front of me was signalling right. This is a shock in itself as most Houston driver's thing that blinking light on the front of the car must be a broken headlight. The only problem is, they were turning left as their indicator said the exact opposite.

At the next set of traffic lights, I was sat in the right hand lane waiting to turn right. It was a three land road with the third lane restricted to left turns. Except for the guy in the blue Honda who decided that just as the light turned green, he would cut across the traffic and turn right from the lane furthest left.

Next up was a guy who was turning right, from the left hand lane, and get this, he was signalling his intentions with that flashy light thing. So far so good. Except this wasn't good enough for the guy behind him who honked his horn long and hard, disgusted that the car in front was slowing down his journey home!

My personal favourite trick of the Houston motorist is when they're riding along at the same exact speed as you're going in the lane next to them, except for when you turn on your indicator, letting them know you're about to enter their lane. That little flashing light signals something in their brain that reminds them that they are now travelling far too slow and must speed up before anyone has the audacity of getting in front of them safely.

Driving home every night I see the same thing. There is a section of the road when three lanes goes down to two. 90% of the nights the same thing happens. Most drivers know the outside lane is about to end and make their way into one of the two remaining lanes. But not that guy right at the back. He needs to get there before everyone else so he will put his foot down and stay in the outside lane until the last possible moment, and then pull in without signalling forcing a long line of cars to slam on their brakes. Sometimes he decides his lane doesn't really end and carries on over the yellow lines pushing someone else even closer to not actually making it home again.

Learn to drive you ignorant bastards. If you can't do that, at least have the courtesy to wrap yourself around that fucking lamp post and not some innocent bastard just trying to get home to see his wife and kids.