And then camp out in the left lane doing exactly the speed limit because it deserves to be in the left lane?
Or...camp out in the left lane and then pace the car in the right lane for like 30 agonizing miles while and endless line of drivers behind it lose their minds and contemplate suicide?
And then camp out in the left lane doing exactly the speed limit because it deserves to be in the left lane?
Or...camp out in the left lane and then pace the car in the right lane for like 30 agonizing miles while and endless line of drivers behind it lose their minds and contemplate suicide?
Just pretend you're driving I95 in Virginia...
Sunday traffic. What are ya gonna do?