As a new twist on a similar tale, I was followed from Grassmoor by a young lady in a little Ford who got really close behind me, from my rear view mirror I could see her looking down at her lap, not looking at the road. Occasionally as we turned I could see she had her mobile in her hand - she was texting as she drove... She followed me into Hasland still looking down, and onto Storforth Lane where we stopped by at the traffic lights at the bridge. I watched her mess with the phone, then put her seat belt on!
She then fluffed up her hair , checked her face and we drove off. What a muppet!