There is nothing sadder than a speed demon in traffic. You know the signs. They speed up and slam on the brakes just inches from your bumper. They turn three shades of purple and honk at the thousands of cars in front of them on the road. And, then, perhaps most moronically, they attempt to ride someone, so they'll ride the person in front of them, and so on, until the traffic jam clears up. (Boy, did that sentence come out wrong
)Ahem. Anyway, one of my neighbors in college was the speed demon defined. He once got a ticket for "excessive acceleration" when a policeman witnessed him peeling out a fast food restaurant, only to stop five feet away in traffic. (The cops measured the rubber literally left on the road.)
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