Metal Moving Madness A Ford Explorer cut me off on the 407 this morning. He had merged into the highway and wanted to get at the far left lane by squeezing into the tight space in front of me (I was in the middle lane of the three lane highway) and behind a long trailer truck. I anticipated his maneuver and quickly changed to the left lane and sped up, passing him so that now the trailer was on my right. However I slowed myself down causing the Ford to swerve back into the middle lane. I continued to move up, leaving a space behind me that he immediately filled. Ha, now the fool is boxed in with the trailer to his right and me in front. So I sat there, content to keep him from passing. Yeah, I know, rather sad of me, but I cannot stand his sort. Anyway, the Explorer is now rather bent on proving his road-worthiness; he drops behind the trailer, and takes the far right lane to get out way in front. I don't bother accelerating too much, feeling my deed to be done; I'm ready to just continue on my way to work. I pass the trailer slowly, content to let the Explorer fly away. But of course, it can't happen that way. Dude swerves back into the left lane in front of me, at which point he gives me a one-fingered salute from his window and slows down considerably, forcing me to brake. I change into the middle lane and sure enough he follows. I continue into the far right lane and he STILL follows, but I've been accelerating and so for a moment our cars are only inches away from each other. I see some traffic ahead, so I make use of it and speed up into the turnoff lane, making use of it to return to the highway well ahead of my antagonist. As it turns out, that was his exit and so our little romp ends there. Pity really. He nearly managed to pause my noshing on a banana.
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