There must already be a ton of threads about this, but I have to share with you what I saw driving to work this morning.
As usual, there was slow traffic on this stretch of the road (30 mph).
The car ahead of me had what looked like a dead kitten hanging from the rearview mirror. That’s what first got my attention. The driver had a shaved head. Then he started weaving back and forth.
He tipped his head back, opened his eye with one hand, and tried to put eye drops into his eye with the other hand. This took a couple of tries before he got it right. Then he did the other eye.
I mean, both hands off the wheel and looking up at the ceiling.
If he had a CB, I could almost hear him shouting: “I am the Nightrider. I’m a fuel injected suicide machine. I am the rocker, I am the roller, I am the out-of-controller!”