My sister and I were driving along, engaged in conversation, when we noticed a black BMW following closely behind. It was so close that we could clearly make out the driver’s upraised middle finger.
This became more visible as he roared around us into the lefthand turn lane. My sister, a petite woman who drives a large SUV, was not going fast enough.
Unfortunately, the amount of time “Mario” (we named him after Mario Andretti) gained by speeding around us was completely ...
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