Oh gosh.....the agony, the pain. This story gave me such horrible flashbacks. I remember the rest stop as if it was yesterday. After the Qanon 'man' forced himself on me, it was too late realizing the red flags of danger that there was something mentally off with the guy. Him walking into the women's bathroom in high heels, the purple thong, the lip stick, the reeking smell of hot pockets and BO and the bumper sticker 'I'm with her' on his car as he pulled away, should've all been obvious signs that this 'qanon' was a complete nut.

Lights. Camera. Action.

The end.??