My best was a senior in a late 80 early 90 midsize Buick / Olds. Mid morning. Pop`s got the little dog in his lap, Timmies ( That`s a coffee for my US friends ) in one hand.He tailgates me then makes his big jump out and pass. I hadn`t done a thing to encourage this I might add. As he goes by he looks at me and raises his coffee in some sort of victory celebration. As he looks back at me he blows through a late yellow light in a super busy intersection. Sad part was he didn`t have a `nuckin clue of what he had done. Buddy was at least 70 yrs old.
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