Until I let out a sudden loud and deafening, DAMMIT!!!"
I was driving the speed limit on the main street in town, with a tailgater behind me, a fat man on a motorcycle hugging the dividing line between lanes next to me and with some dude in a pickup attempting a left turn pulling halfway out into my lane and stop ....
That's when I let the expletive fly.
The good news? My (and everyone else's) insurance company will be happy to know that I avoided an accident and now I have it in my head that I need to listen to the Little Feat song, 'Fat Man in the Bathtub.'