Took a short family vacation last week. The drive involved going over a mountain pass. The road is two lanes (one uphill and one downhill) for a very long stretch and only has a few short passing lanes. Other passing opportunities are rare due to the frequency of blind curves. In short, it's not a good place to get stuck behind a slow vehicle.
That wasn't my problem this time. In fact, it shouldn't have been anybody's problem. But some lady in an SUV behind me made it a problem.
I was going uphill. Except for the sharper curves, I maintained a fairly constant 60 MPH in a 55 MPH zone. Next passing area was at least 20 miles ahead. SUV pulls up behind me. She got right behind my car, at a distance of about 6-8 feet between my back bumper and her headlights. At 60 MPH, to say that's an uncomfortably small gap is to say that winter in Antarctica is "kind of chilly."
I didn't want to just slow down to force her to slow down. Something about her behavior suggested that she wouldn't react fast enough and would rear-end me, and I didn't want to wake up Little Shirts or Baby Shirts from their car naps. So I rolled my window down a bit, stuck out my hand, and gave her a firm but polite "back off" wave.
She stayed right where she was.
I put up with that for another five miles or so until a point where the road narrowed a bit, putting a steep slope down toward a lake on my right. I put my hand out again and gave her a firmer "BACK OFF!" gesture.
This time she responded. She stuck her hand out her window, flashed all five fingers at me twice, and pointed at the road ahead of us. This was clearly her way of reminding me that the speed limit was 55, as if I wasn't already going faster than that.
I gave her a
shrug and just kept going. After another tense ten miles or so, she turned off onto some side road.
Seriously, lady? I'm already going five over the speed limit. Why do you think you have to remind me what the speed limit is? At that speed and that following distance, your reaction time is NIL! Back OFF!
That wasn't my problem this time. In fact, it shouldn't have been anybody's problem. But some lady in an SUV behind me made it a problem.
I was going uphill. Except for the sharper curves, I maintained a fairly constant 60 MPH in a 55 MPH zone. Next passing area was at least 20 miles ahead. SUV pulls up behind me. She got right behind my car, at a distance of about 6-8 feet between my back bumper and her headlights. At 60 MPH, to say that's an uncomfortably small gap is to say that winter in Antarctica is "kind of chilly."
I didn't want to just slow down to force her to slow down. Something about her behavior suggested that she wouldn't react fast enough and would rear-end me, and I didn't want to wake up Little Shirts or Baby Shirts from their car naps. So I rolled my window down a bit, stuck out my hand, and gave her a firm but polite "back off" wave.
She stayed right where she was.
I put up with that for another five miles or so until a point where the road narrowed a bit, putting a steep slope down toward a lake on my right. I put my hand out again and gave her a firmer "BACK OFF!" gesture.
This time she responded. She stuck her hand out her window, flashed all five fingers at me twice, and pointed at the road ahead of us. This was clearly her way of reminding me that the speed limit was 55, as if I wasn't already going faster than that.
I gave her a

Seriously, lady? I'm already going five over the speed limit. Why do you think you have to remind me what the speed limit is? At that speed and that following distance, your reaction time is NIL! Back OFF!
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