Much like smoking cured banana peels, you have no idea if this is legal, but sometimes you have to do it anyway.
When traffic in the outside lane is an MC Escher clusterfuck of blundering taxis, death-crazed pedestrians and a learner driver ruining a reverse park, you crave the clean free asphalt of the inside lane.
You headcheck and go. It's so nice! It's so familiar! But sneakily its dangerous and different. You're out of your element. Traffic is passing you on the wrong side. Yipes. Like Marty McFly in the Back to the Future trilogy, you've got to get back home, and you just need the right amount of speed to get you there.
It is you, and the conveniently timed burst of lightning that will power you home is gonna have to come out of those legs.