What I noticed after I merged into the right lane was the Malibu flying past me and the Mazda with an aged woman driver had moved to my left. I wasn't too bothered by it at the beginning. However as we progressed she didn't move away from me. I pushed the accelerator pedal down and jumped 10 miles an hour faster than I going. Mazda grandma was still on my left.
I must confess that I see the highway as a chessboard, always looking to maximize my gains. I was amused with her that she sped up and slowed down to stay on my left. There was a car in my lane that was going slower than the flow of traffic. I punched the accelerator and attempted to get ahead of her and move around the slower car.
This crazy geriatric wench out-maneuvered me! She punched her accelerator pedal as well and trapped me in my lane.
At no time did she even look over at me. I would have given her my best "Grumpy Gus" look. I was forced to concede that this elderly woman had bested me. I grudgingly gave her kudos.
I'm looking for that Mazda for a rematch. All I can say is that she better have a double dose of Geritol for the next time we meet.
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That was you!
It's amazing how people can sometimes become pack animals, and quickly gain courage to stay close, when you move in our out of lanes. I say next time, stab the brakes. That always gets them. When she slows down, Punch it. I learned this from watching Knight Ryder.
Long Live David Hasslehoff! (and KITT)
LOL...oh my goodness. You are too funny. I hate when people do that. I dealt with that on the way up to Chisholm the other weekend. Ugh. Good luck with the rematch. LOL.
It's very strange how silly people get when they're driving - they have a courage to do things they would never do out in the open.
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