A couple of weeks ago, a clown in a lifted Ford F150 decided that I wasn't going fast enough for him in the fast lane of I70. (I was keeping up with the cars ahead) And that he was entitled to run up my bumper and try to intimidate me out of the fast lane. After moving aside a mile or two down, I let him pass me, and then returned to the fast lane and flicked my high beams at him from behind.
He decided that he wanted to screw with me, slammed on his brakes from in front of me, dropped to 25 mph in the fast lane and started jinking like he wanted to come after me. then came to a complete stop and started to open his driver door - in the fast lane of I70.
I had my .45 in my lap by then and was just about to put my initials in his tail gate in .45 inch holes when he somehow got an IQ improvement and drove off.
He got awful close.
There are some real loons out there.





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