Yes, mea culpa. I was doing 70 in the left lane of I-55. But two pickup trucks seemed to come out of nowhere and came up beside me. One was tailgating me in the left lane, but the other one was keeping pace with me in the right lane so that I couldn't cut over. I sped up to 80, but was boxed in, so I kept on driving. (I shut off my audiobook because I didn't know what was going on and wanted to have my wits about me.) Finally, there was a truck ahead, so the guy in the right lane sped up to cut over to the left lane, and I cut over to the right lane. They might have been drag racing. I think that they were going at least 90 when they pulled away. Oddly enough, I felt calm the whole time but very alert. The moral of the story is that I-55 belongs to the idiots on Friday night. (There also was another speed racer who blew past me, probably going at least 90, after I had pulled into the right lane.) But I'm home in one piece, and get Monday and Tuesday off for "Fall Break".
Time to go to sleep, so that I can get up earlish and clean mildew out of my car. Joy....
Time to go to sleep, so that I can get up earlish and clean mildew out of my car. Joy....