Looking for sth else I found this - and jumped up in my armchair! -
- before I remembered it's not through the windshield but the rear window that the picture had been snapped and the yours-truly's-life-threatening situation hadn't taken place on the Isles, but on the Continent where they stick to their quaint little local habits, such as driving on the right.
(The Slow Mountains of Romania, by the way.)
