Right, it's all coming back to me now.
Came round a fast sweeping left hand bend in the dark last night.
As I exit 'ed the apex, there it was a broken down lorry with it's ramp down.
I had nowhere to go and ended up in the back of the lorry amongst it's cargo of dildos destined for Anne Summers.
Witch Finder....You're like that annoying bloke down the pub.