In the past decade or so, we have witnessed drastic improvement with respect to our roads.

This improvement seems to be continuing indefinitely: Malta’s potholes are slowly but surely being smoothened out; its congested junctions are being updated; and dangerously narrow arterial thoroughfares are being widened.

But there are some drivers who continue to plague our roads:

They cluelessly cruise leisurely along the outermost lane, oblivious as to the meaning of the furious light-flashing and the cacophonous horn-honking behind them.

They see the indicator stick as a purely aesthetic fixture, merely meant to provide symmetry with the wiper stick on the other side of the wheel.

They are uncertain as to the meaning of the gauges on their dashboard, which is why they slow down to a jogger’s pace upon spotting a speed camera.

They come to a virtual standstill when in search of a parking spot, utterly indifferent to the consequent neverending line of cars that has developed behind them.

The clueless motorist: obliviously inducing road rage since the early 20th century. But there may be a way to make it stop. We all know at least one person who happens to form part of this curious motoring species, don’t we? Well, slap some sense into them by surprising them with an unexpected gift this Christmas: a beautiful hard-copy version of the Highway Code.