True Crime

really laying o the horn! I'm slowing down, looking to see who it might be, checking to make sure I have no doors ajar, no way I left anything on the roof or anything like that. His distracting me like that only made me slow down and probably antagonized him even more!

A break in the traffic opens up beside me and here he comes, changing lanes and standing on it. He pulls up beside me and aside from the hat. it's Mr Freakin' McGoo! Thick glasses, leaning forward, laying on the wheel practically, on fire with rage blasting the horn! He was wearing these really thick glasses and driving a big old boat like and old Lincoln Continental. I let up on the gas again and let him by, mainly because I was laughing so hard!

Another time, I would have pulled up and kept formation with the rig in front of him to keep him blocked. You have to think about that kind of thing though these days. More crazies with guns. You might get shot at.