To all the assholes on the road last night: Here’s a middle finger.
I’m pulling horses, that are worth more than your POS car, truck or SUV and you’ve got to blow through red lights to pass me, go around me in the fast lane, only to pull in front of me to slow down and then promptly exit, or ride the bumper of my horse trailer at 65mph.
You’re SO important you’ll risk the lives of everyone on the road so you can get where you’re going two feying seconds earlier.
Someday, how you drive will very drastically impact the lives of strangers; and I’d hope that you’ll realize what pompous, ignorant people you really are.
But then again, it probably won’t affect you. Because you are too important.