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Dad told me this story tonight. It's from about 8 years ago or so.
He and Mom were in the Ford Temporary (the family vehicle at the time) and were on the freeway going home.
They were in the right lane. Dad, being a putz, was probably going 55-60.
A semi was in the left lane, most likely going to pass him.
Out of nowhere, this crotch rocket comes roaring up dad's rear end, and just as Mom was saying "Is he going to........?" the idiot in the rocket went in between Dad's car and the semi, (Dad claims there was hardly any room to pass in front of him) and nearly laid down his bike making a sharp curve to weave back into the righthand lane.
Dad said, "I'm glad he was a good enough driver to keep his bike on the road. If he'd spilled there, there would have been no way to avoid running him and his bike right over."
He and Mom were in the Ford Temporary (the family vehicle at the time) and were on the freeway going home.
They were in the right lane. Dad, being a putz, was probably going 55-60.
A semi was in the left lane, most likely going to pass him.
Out of nowhere, this crotch rocket comes roaring up dad's rear end, and just as Mom was saying "Is he going to........?" the idiot in the rocket went in between Dad's car and the semi, (Dad claims there was hardly any room to pass in front of him) and nearly laid down his bike making a sharp curve to weave back into the righthand lane.
Dad said, "I'm glad he was a good enough driver to keep his bike on the road. If he'd spilled there, there would have been no way to avoid running him and his bike right over."
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