How to Win Gracefully
I have road rage.
This morning some douche in a hatchback with a bunch of pink boogie boards stuffed in the back cut me off TWICE. No blinker, no wave, no nothing. It’s morning traffic - you aren’t going anywhere - and chances are you will have to face me at the next traffic light.
Let the battle commence.
Today’s little skirmish ended in victory, per usual, thanks to some strategic moves and my good friend Mozart. Nothing gets me in the mood for a good road battle like Symphony No. 25 in G Minor.
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