I don't feel the need to drive as fast as I used to drive. At one time, I could tell you you how fast you could take every bend on my country road in a Plymouth Fury III without rolling it. These days, I rarely make it up to the speed limit. The drive is more pleasant and a vehicle lasts longer if you show a little moderation in your driving. Besides, I gave up my collision insurance, so I'd BETTER be careful.
Unfortunately, most people drive like maniacs and don't like getting behind someone who isn't already doing 15 miles over the speed limit. So it is with a dark grey pickup that sometimes comes up behind me on our country road. Sometimes, I pull over and let him around. Other times, he flies around me like a bat out of....Ohio. Sometimes, when the traffic is heavy, he's just stuck. I will sometimes speed up a little bit for his sake, but never over the speed limit.
He's apparently figured out where I live, for he went by as I was mowing my yard today and gave me the one-finger salute. I don't know who he is, or exactly where he lives, but I went on Facebook and told folks that if they knew anyone who drove my road in a dark grey pickup, to ask him if he'd flown the bird at a guy mowing his lawn today. Then, I told them that if he said "yes," to tell him that I said he was low-class trash, since those are the only folks who communicate that way. If he gets the message, he'll probably be even quicker on the draw next time! lol Copyright 2016