Letter from the Road
Dear 20-Something in the muscle car behind me:
I may be almost twice your age, but I am not stupid. I do understand that by hanging on my bumper and flashing your lights, you are indicating your desire that I go faster than the 6 MPH over the limit I am currently doing. Neither am I feeble or timid. Give me a fast car and a closed track, and I will happily blow your socks off, speedwise. However, so long as there are such things as State Troopers patrolling the highways in search of a revenue stream to fund the New Years office party, I believe I will decline your urgent request that I exceed the posted speed limit by 25 MPH in the right-hand lane. You are quite welcome to use any of the other four lanes of highway to pass me.
Cordially,
Aspidites