And so it begins

[jhetley]

Memorial Day weekend here in the US of A, which means all the Maine drivers, who have acted more or less sane since they caught on to the snow and ice bit last December, instantly switch into Boston Maniac mode. Just got back from a grocery run, more coffee and filters and such, and I _swear_ those idiots want to die in flames. Example, a light turned red in front of me, I drifted to a stop, and two cars behind me zipped through against the light. I barely had to touch my brakes to stop, don't tell me _they_ didn't have time...

And coming back, a car in front of me straddled the lanes for about two miles. "Which lane are you on, boys, which lane are you on."