“Can’t you go any faster!” shouted Judas.
The motorway was busy and Judas was impatient.
“Do you have a portable blue flashing light that I can stick on my crash helmet?” replied Black Maria.
“Of course I don’t just happen to have a flashing blue light in my pocket,” said Judas.
“Well, sit down and shut up and let me ride my motorbike in peace! The only way I could go any faster would be for the rest of the traffic to pull over, and the only way they’d do that is for me to have a blue light and a siren – okay?” said Black Maria.
“What about the hard shoulder? Why not take that?” he shouted back.
Black Maria opened the throttle so quickly that the motorbike jumped ahead and Judas was caught off-balance and thrown back inside the sidecar. He decided not to question Black Maria’s riding
