Just quoting the relevant parts of the article now, to avoid the article getting more hits:
Can you be green, without ever wanting to hear another bleeding-heart word about the environment as long as you live?
I do my bit more than most: I recycle all my rubbish and sort it into three different bins.
I turn all my kitchen waste into compost. Even my washing powder is twice-the-price organic stuff that doesn't give worms tummy-aches when it returns to the earth.
But whenever I drive to London, dutifully paying my £8 for the privilege (on top of my road tax, petrol tax, parking and all the other rip-offs), without fail a cyclist will rap on my window and make some holier-than-thou comment, before zooming off through a red light where he knows I can't get him.
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But I don't care about any of that, and here's why. Twenty minutes into my test drive I pulled round a leafy bend, enjoying the birdsong – and spotted those damned Spider-Man cyclists. Knowing they wouldn't hear me coming, I stepped on the gas, waited until the split second before I overtook them, then gave them an almighty blast on the horn at the exact same time I passed them at speed.
The look of sheer terror as they tottered into the hedge was the best thing I've ever seen in my rear-view mirror. I think this could be the car for me.
BikeRadar got there first though…
http://www.bikeradar.com/blogs/article/my-james-martin-boycott-starts-today-23179