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There's always that one guy on the freeway. That "I drive a beat up 1976 camaro that is being held together by the rust" type of guy that thinks that the speed limit means when his car can't go any faster. That asshole that swerves in and out of traffic at 98 miles an hour to gain a few precious car lengths. There's nothing that guy hates more is when someone like me gets in front of him in the fast lane and does 3 under the speed limit.
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