The Tailgater
Are you a tailgater?
That’s me, behind you. I’m in a hurry, if you can’t tell. With a reckless disregard for what others refer to as “adequate following distance,” I enjoy being up close and personal (in my automobile). In the event that you’re already driving at or above the speed limit, I will continue in my attempt to maintain a following distance that can be measured on a yard stick. It’s what I do. I am your shadow. I am your road rage. I am the the tailgater.
Tailgating is illegal.
Not to be confused with the rather boring (and enjoyable) practice of partying behind your car, tailgating is a crime! Also, downloading copyrighted music is usually illegal, but most people don’t seem to care.
The RAGE!
Contrary to popular belief, most people who look in their mirror and see you riding their ass don’t think to themselves, “Hey, I’ll get over so this polite driver behind me can pass!” In fact, they’re more likely to be thinking up numerous ways they could potentially get you to stop your vehicle in order to murder you. There’s pet peeves, and then there’s PET PEEVES. Tailgater-haters are in the latter category.
Likelihood of death.
Whether it be at the hand of the tailgater-hater, or as the result of your own aggressive behavior, you are more likely to die a fiery and cataclysmic death than the average person. Eat that!
The mindless fool ,speeds up ;From miles back, then hugs your rear end ;sucking your exhaust pipe.Shear ignorance.Rule of thumb, keep one car length for EACH 10 mph.Tailgaters SUCK!!!!!!!