Stupidity reigns above all. Especially for the moron in the white Honda 4 door behind me on 21st South today. Now, considering the number of white Hondas on the road, this could be anyone, but soon you'll know if I mean you.
I was driving home around 5:00 tonight, coming up 2100 So between 11th and 13th East. The light at 13th was out, so traffic was backed up all the way back to 11th. It took me about 15 minutes to go the 2 blocks. The whole time with this white Honda riding my back bumper. I started by rolling back a little bit each time she rode up on my bumper. Then I escalated to a roll back with flashing the backup lights. Since she seems to have the right to follow as close as she damn well pleases, this just encouraged her to get even closer each time. So close that all I could see out my back window was her windshield, and that was before I did any rolling back. So I yell out the window, before even noticing her window was down also, "Do you have to ride my ass so close?" No response except to continue following as close as before. So I decided to limit the number of times she had to move so close to my bumper, figuring the fewer times we move the less likely she is to hit me (and maybe it'll tick her off also). So I start letting the car in front of me get a full car length ahead, or more, before I would move up at all. This did not agree with her plans. She gets even closer. So I yell out the window again "You're not going to get there any faster riding my ass!" Still she does. A couple moves forward and I yell it again. Then she does something unexpected. She pulls out her cell phone and points it at my back end as if to take a picture. Ohhh, nooooo! The police are gonna git me fer driving slower when tailgated. So I pull out my camera and pretend to take a picture of her (all I got was the back seat). Pull up a little further, she pulls up on my bumper again and then flashes her phone at me as if to say "Look, I got a picture of you!" Again I think "and?" I shrug my shoulder out the window to show exactly how much that concerns me, just as the car in front pulls up far enough for me to get into the left turn lane, and get my chance to turn left before she pulls up next to me so I can shrug my shoulders at her again.