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[boniface_xi]

H'okay, so....

On my way to work this morning, I was minding my own business and happily singing along with my CD player.  I was on the final leg of my journey, between Centreville and Three Rivers when I come up behind a truck.  Most trucks I encounter on my daily commute are nothing out of the ordinary.  They are larger than my car, traveling at

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[forever_polish]

I hate when trucks (and cars for that matter) do that to me on the express. It's like they're offended that you're trying to pass them! Or, they have nothing better to do than play road games, which is equally annoying.

Poor possum! Although, I had a bird fly right into my car while I was getting onto the express way the other day. No matter how hard you try to avoid killing animals on the road (and I'm one of those people who will brake for anything), some animals you just can't save. They were suicidal.

[boniface_xi]

I like to try and avoid hitting animals whenever possible. It's a bit of a combination of feeling sorry for hitting something small and defenseless and possibly a slight fear that my car will explode from the impact. Unless of course it's a deer, in which case I'm just terrified of the thought of it coming through the windshield at me and THEN having my car explode. This possum seemed to have nothing left to live for, though.

I noticed in your profile that you have suspicions that your car may be out to inflict harm upon you. I too have a car which seems to wish me ill.