After fighting for a lane and continually dealing with aggressive drivers, someone turned me on to a slow route to work through the neighborhoods. I started carrying my camera because the drivers there are just as bad, but ALOT slower. Kind of like dealing with really drunk freshmen, you can see them coming from across the bar, and already have your witty insult or defensive move planned. But this? You can never be prepared for the "coming up behind you, but I'm not even on the road!". Well, fate decided I needed to spend another 2 minutes getting a water bottle. Otherwise, I'ld be sprawled out across the picnic table. To add insult,
she probably wouldn't even get a ticket if there was a bike under that car...
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