I don't understand people who drive in the left lane. It's the passing lane, people! I especially don't understand people who drive 70 miles per hour in the left lane. Like, who are you? My mother? I'll go faster if I damn well feel like it; now get out of my way. Yes, I drive fast. I drive too fast. But let the fucking state police worry about it. Every time I approach someone in the left lane, I give them plenty of time to get over. But when they stay steady at 73 miles per hour when there's a HUGE space for them to merge out of the PASSING lane, well, that's when I get annoyed. And ride their asses like John motherfucking Holmes. I've heard tell of people who do that because "75 is fast enough." No. No it's not. If someone wants to go faster than you, then you are not going fast enough. This is why you scoot your little slow ass over into the middle lane with my mom, where it belongs. Now. I have a father, I don't need random admonishments about speed from some college kid driving his dad's Saturn.