So, I’m in my rented SUV, compliments of the situation with Another Fudging Fudgepak, and driving along the highway. Minding my own beeswax. Stopped in traffic, like is usual for a Friday afternoon.
Next lane over (fast lane) I see the whole thing, which is kind of weird because traffic is STOPPED. Very odd. Guy just comes along in his rickety car and smashes into the car one up and to my left. Then, as typical car-smashing weirdos will do sometimes I guess, he immediately starts waving his arms like “where did you come from?”
Well, I guess the guy came from in front of you. I dunno. It was traffic and it was stopped. How in the heck did you manage to keep tooling along at 30 or so?
Me, personally, kept poking along so I missed the fallout but did hear about it on the radio. People are just freaking idiots.