Driving

My job is about 85km from home, but it's travel on mostly all country roads.  Really, a pleasant way to start and end your day, if you like driving.  Which I do.  Traffic is almost unheard of, except for the last ten minutes before I arrive at the office.  It's these ten minutes that occasionally make me mental.

Now the first thing you need to understand is I am a magnificent driver.  Really.  You should be so lucky as to have me driving in front of you.  Everyone slower than me is an idiot, everyone faster than me is crazy.  I am the epitome of excellence.  Cough.

In any event, the one driver that seriously pisses me off the most is that guy you get stuck behind on a two-lane road who loves to do the speed limit.  Not that there's anything wrong with that... if you keep a consistent speed, that's fine by me.  But he doesn't.  When a good passing opportunity presents itself, he speeds up.  Makes it trickier to pass him, so it's 50-50 whether you get by.  But no problem - there are passing lanes ahead.  I'll just wait 'til the passing lane shows up.  Oh wait.... his speed is increasing....90 km/h..... 100 km/h.... 110 km/h.  Are you kidding me?  He makes me get the car up 120 km/h to pass him?

So there we are (because by now I have 4-5 people behind me) and we're all crazily racing to get past this guy who apparently slipped into the gene pool when the lifeguard wasn't watching.  I make it, as do 2-3 others, but not everyone.... the fortunate ones watch our rearview mirrors in horror as the passing lane ends, and the rest of those poor saps get stuck behind him as he slows back down to 80, now that the threat of anyone else overtaking him has ended.

What's going on in this man's brain?  Is he so insecure in his manliness that he cannot abide having anyone pass him?  Doesn't he know I am a better driver than him?

Later on this week - why is the first person in the left-hand turn lane always in slow motion when the advanced green flashes??