As my speedometer slowly inched downward—66, 65, 63, 62—I kept my eyes peeled for what was going on.
And then, I saw it.
Up ahead, a police officer had pulled over another driver. Both cars were well into the right-hand breakdown lane, the lights on the police car flashing continuously. By the time I reached them, I had caught up to the cars ahead of me and was doing just barely 55/mph (the speed limit is 65/mph on this particular road).
Good shit, why do people hit their brakes when they see this? People—Here is a tip: The cop already pulled someone over. He can't get you! He is busy. There may actually be no better time to speed and contrary to what you may think, you do not get extra credit for slowing down at this point.
Yes, I am really cranky today.