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I seldom curse at strangers, but I was giving a ride to a friend of mine, touring her snooty golf course neighborhood. I was in 2nd gear, idling at about 18 in a 20 mph zone. A kid on a bike was in the other lane, and I was well aware of him, and then saw a lady in her yard giving me the slow-down sign. I indicated to her my speedometer, and then she gave me a dirty look and waved her hands in the air.
That did it for me somehow. The top was down and I yelled; "I'm doing 20, B****!" She dropped the hose she had in her hand, and stood there open-mouthed. My passenger was laughing hysterically. I dropped her off and went out of the neighborhood to drive home. I had to go by the same house, and the lady was talking to her husband out in the yard. She saw me and started pointing at me.
There's a highway leading out of the area, and it was all I could do to refrain from flooring it and letting them know what speeding was.
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