On my way home this morning from church cruising down I-89, ZZ Top on the FM and a fresh cup of Green Mt. Coffee, I see a State Trooper with a car pulled over in the breakdown lane. State law says to pull over to the passing lane and give him plenty of space.
I look in the rearview and see a BIG SUV coming but plenty of room. I put on my directionals and give three blinks before pulling over into the passing lane. Nice and comfortable, or so I thought. This guy comes right up to my rear bumper so close you couldn't put a piece of paper between. Flashes his high beams and when I look in my rearview he gives me the finger. All this while we are going by the cop.
I pull back in to the driving lane and he roars off. New Jersey Escalade. I never made eye contact as I refuse to engage in life threatening games going 70MPH.
What the hell is the matter with people? Are they nuts?
I look in the rearview and see a BIG SUV coming but plenty of room. I put on my directionals and give three blinks before pulling over into the passing lane. Nice and comfortable, or so I thought. This guy comes right up to my rear bumper so close you couldn't put a piece of paper between. Flashes his high beams and when I look in my rearview he gives me the finger. All this while we are going by the cop.
I pull back in to the driving lane and he roars off. New Jersey Escalade. I never made eye contact as I refuse to engage in life threatening games going 70MPH.
What the hell is the matter with people? Are they nuts?