While returning from a hunting trip last fall I and my hunting partner were
cruising down the Interstate (Nebraska/Illinois) at 75/80mph. There had
been nothing behind me for miles and I was coming-up on a semi. Put on my
signal and started to change lanes and glanced in the mirror just in time to
see a red 'air-dammed Volvo coming-up alongside me (90/95mph) out of
nowhere. Slammed on the binders (rear of semi started to get to close)
popped third gear and pulled out around the semi, the Volvo had four young
things in it that were giggling as they went bye, so I figured if they
wanted to run fast we would see what they had. When I shifted from fourth
to fifth, I was about 100yds ahead of them and they were on-it, about 2 or 3
miles down the road I let-up and set the cruise for 80/85mph. A few minutes
later here they come again and we just waved as they went bye at about
100mph, I had made my point.
BTW, my passenger/hunting partner is a die-hard Ferd man, same guy that
awoke from a 2hr. nap in Kansas when I had the cruise set for 115mph and
once he got his bearings said "not to be a backseat driver, but just how
damn fast are we going". I think the trip in the Dak made a convert out of
him, he doesn't chime in anymore when the rest of the gang starts making fun
of my *Tonka truck*.
Also in the previous story, I usually keep track of vehicles behind me
(nervous type I guess, or just maybe anal retentive), but it was dusk and
these ladies did not have any lights on what-so-ever, which I guess is what
triggered my *road rage*, seeing as how I almost plowed into them because
they were running in what they thought was stealth mode.
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L. John Morris <ljohn@alltel.net>
White/Driftwood, CC, 5.2L, 5spd, 4x4, 3.92SG, 4WAL
Gibson Exhaust, Air by *Meldrum*
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