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Missouri Sportswriter Murdered in Possible Road Rage Incident

There was a tremendous delay overnight on I-59 en route to Chattanooga, with cars stuck for six hours or so. A charter bus full of students broke down in a construction zone where there is a single lane boxed in by concrete dividers. They had to get a replacement bus in there to load the kids onto before they could hook up a tow truck. Then troopers had to go from car to car to wake up the drivers and alert them the road was open again.

And of course the whole time, people are on Facebook savaging the state, bus company, the police and anyone else they could think of for this delay. The part of the brain that comprehends the concept of "shirt happens" has devolved out of the American mind.
 
Think the closest I came to a road rage incident, aside from the story I shared uptopic, was a few months ago.

The main surface street through town limits left turns onto a certain street during commute hours. Makes sense, the nearby freeway is usually a parking lot during those hours, so this road becomes overburdened and it keeps traffic moving. Been that way for years, locals get it. There's even a sign explaining the restriction. But one day during the restricted hours, sure enough, someone was trying to turn left. Drivers in front of and in back of me looked pissed. I was that close to getting out of my car, knocking on the guys door and pointing at the sign, until I got a thought: "What if he's packing heat?"
 
I've seen people pull over for an ambulance or firetruck, then quickly dart in behind the emergency vehicle to allegedly get a clear run. Doesn't really save much time because the emergency vehicles slows/stops at all intersections whether it's clear or not.
 
That's one of the worst stretches of interstate in Virginia, for much different reasons than why 95 is terrible. There are colleges up and down 81, so you mix less experienced drivers in with a bunch of semis, and you get chaos. And don't get me started on the speed limit dropping to 60 for that long stretch from Troutville past Salem.

On 81, factor in the truckers from Kansas or somewhere flat who have no idea how to drive up and down mountains. They'll try to pass another truck going up a long incline and back traffic up for ages.
 
On 81, factor in the truckers from Kansas or somewhere flat who have no idea how to drive up and down mountains. They'll try to pass another truck going up a long incline and back traffic up for ages.
That also happens on perfectly flat roads. You get a governed truck going 62 passing another governed truck going 61. The backup goes for miles.
 
That also happens on perfectly flat roads. You get a governed truck going 62 passing another governed truck going 61. The backup goes for miles.

I-40 between Dickson and Jackson is especially maddening because its so much rolling hills. If I ever find myself having to go to Memphis again, I hope I'm flying.
 
I-40 between Dickson and Jackson is especially maddening because its so much rolling hills. If I ever find myself having to go to Memphis again, I hope I'm flying.
I-40 is the right road, but Memphis to Little Rock is a nonstop convoy from heck in either direction at all hours of the day or night.
 
I-40 is the right road, but Memphis to Little Rock is a nonstop convoy from heck in either direction at all hours of the day or night.

When traveling, my preferred roads are 4-lane divided highways. They offer the speed of interstates but much less traffic. Yeah, you might catch a few stop lights when you come into some random small town along the route, but I consider that a minor inconvenience.
 
One time I was driving through the desert in my 1970 Plymouth. Passed a fuel truck. Then he passed me and slowed the F down! And it continued like that for a few hours before he drove his truck off a cliff after T-boning my car. Crazy story.
Dude that movie messed me up so bad as a kid. Dennis Weaver looked like my uncle and my granny drove a Plymouth Valiant.
 
When traveling, my preferred roads are 4-lane divided highways. They offer the speed of interstates but much less traffic. Yeah, you might catch a few stop lights when you come into some random small town along the route, but I consider that a minor inconvenience.

The last time I drove back from Memphis after the experience I had, I took US 64 from Marion to Bald Knob and US 67 south to Little Rock. It was about 30 miles longer and 64 was mostly two-lane road, but it took about the same time and was a whole lot less stressful. Only had to dodge a combine or two. :)
 

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