I’m done. No more 24 year old WFH girls watching tik tok with my bumper literally under their muffler (nice). No more NPR dads who can afford 5 pairs of skis and passes but not a fucking red flyer wagon to avoid looking like an idiot carrying said skis. No more stoned newschoolers (yes you) thinking 85 is fast in the fast lane listening to Wu Tang because you think B Dog is cool since he does that (okay sometimes me).
I grew up next to a drag strip. The fucking Indiana 5000. If you’re not hitting 120mph on 8% downhill grades the left lane is not for you.
If you hear my cries, I encourage you to bare knuckle box everyone of these fuckers you can. It’s time we take the left lane into our own hands.