Dear Blue Station Wagon on the Rt. 7 Bypass in Leesburg,
My Passive Aggressive Road Rage is just as annoying as your Riding My Ass, Flashing Your High Beams At Me Road Rage. Just thought I'd remind you.
Here's the deal fuck face, it's raining out, the roads are slick, we JUST passed an accident, and you want me to go even faster? You can suck it. I'm already exceeding the speed limit. Yes, I did speed up so you couldn't pass me, that was a dick move on my part, but there is no need for you to be going that fast. Since you chose to ride my ass and flash your high beams, I chose to slow it down to the speed limit. I'm glad that you were finally able to pass me though, did that make you feel better?
It was nice to pull up behind you at the red light at Sycolin Road and see you again. Did you hear me tap my horn and see me wave at you in the rear view mirror? I hope you did, I think we shared something this morning...two very different types of road rage. You know what they say...Opposites attract ;o).
Since you were driving a station wagon, I hope you didn't have children in that car, asshole.