At 5:22pm, a fast moving, small gray Prius almost rear ended another small gray car. I had picked up the boy, drove him to the tire repair center, and was about to turn right on a road leading to MY railroad intersection.
At the next intersection up ahead, we were stopped. To my right, I saw how a morgue-like shaped, dark blue colored car didn’t yield to the traffic going straight. The tanned skinhead smiled as if he owned the road. As he turned to the left, I hollered out my window: “Friggin’ jerk! Skinhead!” He wasn’t smiling.
After 2:21pm, I bought bird seeds for the parakeets. As Paw and I stepped onto the crosswalk leading to my parked car, a white, long “boat” sped in front of us. It honked its horn and stopped immediately in front of an equally hurried white, long bed truck, which honked back. I saw the brunette lady raise her right hand to gesture the car and mouth off to “Hurry up!”
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I noticed lots of people are honking their horns for past few weeks. Today was very beautiful. Crispy, clear blue skies, fresh cool air. But no exception to crazy drivers.
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