I am working on another Alt-Country post. I will get to that later. Right now, I just must vent.
Driving the Speed Limit on an Interstate Highway is Dangerous
Normally, I commute at 75 MPH, but the last couple of days, I've been going down to 70, trying to up the gas mileage. And I spent most of my time looking in the rear-view. Especially when the guy from Ohio who looked like Horatio Sans dressed up as Mario — Mason, if his license plate is any indicator — who wanted to drive his mini-van into my trunk.
People, if you want to be in the slow lane, drive like it's the freakin' slow lane!
I thought about pulling onto the shoulder. I thought about moving to the fast lane and standing on the brakes. I finally took an exit just to get the guy out from behind me. What kind of ass-holistic driving is that?