That Doesn’t Happen Every Day

I was cruising on a stretch of road with a 40mph speed limit, and I look up to discover I’m being tailgated — by a Ferrari. It’s a red Testarossa, with that unusually placed mirror. What’s more, he’s not just on my ass, he’s moving rapidly from side to side as if there’s some imaginary slalom course in our lane.

Fun stuff.

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