One afternoon I’d had enough of burning brain cells in front of the TV.
I hopped in my car, plugged in my phone and tapped on the music app. I don’t remember the song that played as I backed out of my driveway, but I did tap my left foot to the beat.
My intention was to just relax, enjoy the scenery and clear the cobwebs from my brain.
As the sun started to set along the back country roads that I traveled, I noticed a vehicle had completely occupied my rearview mirror.
The driver crept closer to my bumper.
I can’t write what went through my mind at the time.
All I could do was concentrate on the curvy road and hope the driver behind me would back off a little bit. I slowed down when appropriate, but he didn’t.
We finally arrived at the intersection.
I slipped into the right-hand lane at the stop light.
I looked in the mirror.
So did he.
Once the light flashed to green, I pumped the gas and I could hear his engine rev up behind me. I pulled onto the highway with him nearly on top of me.
Traffic cleared and he rolled into the left-hand lane.
I looked over and he flashed me the “international friendly sign.”
I nodded and said “have a nice day,” but I know he didn’t hear me.
Wonder if he could read lips?
Anyway, after he passed me going well beyond the speed limit, I thought about what my dad used to say when drivers flew by him in a hurry.
“Go ahead, he’ll be waiting for you,” he said.
Indeed, someone was.
About two or three miles down the highway, I saw flashing blue lights. A state patrolman had nabbed him.
I pulled into the other lane, slowed down and waved.
It pays to keep calm and drive on.
Rudy Coggins is the assistant editor of the Mount Olive Tribune. He can be reached at email@example.com.