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I'd forgotten all about this thread, so when I saw warrrrreagl'd bumped it, I said to myself "Sweet! I'm sure he's got some great tips about parking lot barbequing and how to best get reception for the TV so that you can keep up with the other scores! Maybe there'll be some recipes for brown liquor drinks I can try!"
Instead we're talking about something that he'll hate me for.
I am a tailgater. There, I've admitted it and I already feel better.
My defense is that I'm a city driver, where cars have to be closer to one another. I commute home on Lake Shore Drive every day, which can be as bad as anywhere else (and I say that having commuted in Southern California). Many times, my tailgating is a function of the traffic flow and keeping pace with the car in front of me. Where it was safe to stay 10' behind someone at 10 MPH a quarter mile ago, sometimes I find myself the same distance at 45 MPH, with the cars behind and next to me doing the same thing.
But nothing infuriates me as much as being on a multi-lane road and finding someone cruising in the left lane. I've driven in Western Europe and one of the luxuries there is the lane discipline. It's a rare thing here.
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