On my trip up to the panhandle I’ve encountered many alphas who think it would be fun to keep me behind them. Good ol’ country boys. It’s not a damn race, I just don’t want to be behind a barn door that could possibly hide road danger from me. The government provides passing lanes for a reason and it ain’t for drag racing! It pisses me off that these asshats drive 5 under the limit when it’s a no passing zone and then immediately go 10 over in the right lane so I can’t pass easily. It’s like they’re taunting me. I’m not taking that sheet.
* Drops down in 3rd and floors it. *
See ya later, Alligator! My sensible sedan is not as slow as it looks since I was able to overtake your clapped-out pickup.