Ah, highway driving. What an adventure you are.
On the positive side, you have alone time in the car for hours, going at a fast pace without stoplights. In other words, you feel like you're going somewhere. You feel invincible, which is ironic considering how many people die in collisions on highways.
You have the speeding truck drivers, who have the "I'm bigger so I'm better" attitude. Both they and the fancy sports-cars will tailgate you, expecting you to go out of your way for them, before passing angrily.
Hence, my new expression: the passing bitch face.
Yes, I've done a lot of highway driving this summer, and I've become well-acquainted with this phenomenon. Someone decides that you're not fast enough. They pass, and as they do, they shoot you a glare, stare you down, once in a while flip you off, or shower you with disdain.
I tried to find a picture as an example, but all I can find show far too friendly people in cars. No, I'm talking about a brief glare, a look that says "I'm going five kilometres faster which makes you the dirt on my shoe".
With any luck, this new term will be a common thing. Make it happen, Russian robots.
-Laura
The funny thing is, Laura, I'm starting to get the feeling that the Russian's aren't the only robots viewing the blog. Just this past month we've been viewed by people in France, Belgium, Ukraine, Sweden, China, Romania, Portugal and, yes, Russia. We're branching out!
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