Hypothetical situation:  man is running late for a meeting and is speeding down the highway in his less than speedy ten-year-old crossover vehicle.

Speeding along, making time, gaining hope that he might just make it to his meeting on time, the man hits a wall of sorts.  Slow moving truck in the right lane.  Red Corvette in the passing lane.

What’s the choice?  That’s easy, follow the Corvette.  What?  The Red Corvette has decided it has a desire to move at the same slow speed as the truck.  What?  I thought Red Corvettes with nothing but empty road ahead would zoom on down the highway.  Nope, looks not to be the case.  Slow truck next to slow Red Corvette.  No one moving over.  No one going anywhere fast.

Not only (hypothetically) was I sad that I had been racing along and risking a ticket, just to get stuck behind a vehicle that should never be moving as slow as a truck.  Sad that there is a Red Corvette that belongs to someone clearly undeserving of a sports car.  Sad that I would be late for my meeting.  Sad that this Rule of the Road (i.e. “Fast sports cars should only be driven fast.”) was no longer valid.

Another Rule of the Road, don’t sit shotgun, that’s Kirby’s spot.

He’ll remind you.