At worst, Sir Simon Milligan's demons would compel him to drive the exact speed limit in the passing lane. After all, so many people die while speeding, and it's only safe and prudent... but just look at the angry faces of all those drivers backed up behind you! EVIL!
Some bastard did this to me once. I was able to chase after him to get the registration number off his car before I found that my leg had been impaled by the ignition key from the bike. Good times.