i had 300 pounds of crushed brink in my hatch today leaving from Home Depot, and some jerk in a convertible 325 was actin' like a **** in traffic.
you know the old routine, not signaling, weaving in and out, tailgating, etc. So i kept boxing him in behind slower cars, to really piss the guy off.
when the road cleared ahead and he finally weaseled his way out from behind an SUV in the fast lane, he thought he'd blow by me. Sorry...
I dropped it into third and left him. He gave up after about 10 cars lengths. Makes me wonder what it would have been like if i didn't have all that dead weight in my trunk.