I was on the highway one day where there was road construction going on ahead in one of two lanes; all cars had to merge into one good lane. Almost all cars had already filed into the one lane and were sluggishly waiting in line, but I decided to keep driving on the other lane and passing them until there was no choice but to move over. When I got to the point of merging, a tan sedan to my side refused to let me in by rushing ahead to cut me off. The more I moved, the more he rushed. With him watching me, I accelerated a little more, and he accelerated into the black truck in front of him. I eventually pulled into the good lane and drove off, while the sedan and truck pulled off the highway to exchange insurance information.
My Life is Better Than Yours.