It was a cool October evening. I needed to run the heater in my little white ‘82 Chevette while driving home from a school reunion dinner about 9:30 at night. The sky was pitch black dark with no moon. I had just crossed the only lighted intersection on the back country road and was on the final couple miles to my house.
I hadn’t seen one other car
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I've never had an experience like yours... but I have heard of similar stories, and I once witnessed a similar incident -- one driver cutting in front of another just to stop short and get out of their car to scream at the other person IN THE MIDDLE OF A BUSY STREET!
Crazy...
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