Yo US East Coast 95 drivers, this is you. Chill the eff out. - from someone who loves following traffic laws to see you pissed off everyday but hopes you don’t hurt yourself and others.

Whats with cunts sitting in the middle lanes?

Yeah, people are trained by society to engage in negative dopamine loops. Like the dopamine we get when we hurt somebody we hate.

Same with people who are desperate for someone to be mad at on the internet.

It’s partially how the rich keep people isolated and individualistic.

Yes they do. Most People who have rage won’t admit part of them likes it. A small feeling of power. No matter how infantile. They love it.

As self destructive as it is.

Yes.

In my part of the country, on and off ramps are treacherously short in some places and have poor sight lines in others, so the left lane acts as a de facto buffer and everyone uses the middle as the cruising lane.

For those saying “Get out of the middle lane!” What if I don’t know the area and I’m trying to minimize the amount of suddenly needed lane changes I need to do to get into the correct one?

What if I’m driving a clunker and my transmission doesn’t handle constant speed changes well making staying on the on-ramp lane a little risky?

What if I’m already fucking going 9mph over the speed limit? Look motherfucker I’m risking being late to work too, but I’m not going 10+ I can’t afford a fucking ticket either and I’m not slowing down and dangerously constantly changing lanes because your rich ass can afford constant speed tickets.

I was once driving to work very early in a bank holiday morning. Dual carriageway, literally nobody but me in either direction. I’m doing 70 in the left lane (which, for those who don’t know, is the correct lane and the speed limit here in the UK).

Suddenly, a guy comes haring up behind me at what must have been at least 100. He doesn’t overtake, but instead sits an inch from my bumper. I do what any reasonable person would do - i take my foot completely off the accelerator and just let my car slowly slow down, to encourage him to overtake.

I shit you not, my car got down to 30 MPH before he pulled out and started overtaking.

And then he gave me WTF gestures as he shot past.

Reminder - this was a dual carriageway, two lanes in the direction we were travelling, and there was literally nobody else on the road.

It’s the weirdest thing.

If i were Freddy Kreuger I’d invade the dreams of tailgaters and give them a different nightmare every night - one night they’re paralysed for the rest of their life from an accident they caused, the next they have to live with having killed a child, etc - until they stop fucking doing it.

I agree why the heck are they in the middle lane when the slow lane is open, and yes I do like being angry so get the fuck over to the slow lane.

I mean, the actual answer is basically yes.

People who routinely tailgate have anger management problems.

If you are tailgating because you are in some specific, actual emergency situation, getting to a hospital, that’s one thing.

If you tailgate habitually, you almost certainly have some kind of condition that involves anger management issues or emotional regulation problems.

Oh this is one of my favorite stories

I lived kinda far outside of the city that I worked. I drove a 2001 Pontiac Grand Prix GTP, with the 2800 supercharged engine. My commute home often had traffic, and I was tryna get home asap. I found myself behind a car in the left lane, going the speed limit, and I was like manically desperate to get around her.

Finally I have the opportunity to pass, and I roar past her, glancing over to see an older woman in a headscarf, I assume Muslim, with a flip phone wedged between her headscarf and her ear, having a lively conversation with someone. I increase my speed until she is just a dot in the background.

I come to my exit, at the bottom of which is a stoplight, and I wait: white knuckled, sweating bullets, heaving and seething behind the wheel. A car pulls up next to me at the light and look who it is: the same woman, phone to her ear, talking to whoever, oblivious to my existence.

I considered her, then considered myself, and realized I was a fucking maniac likely doing harm to myself and god knows who else, and I didn’t get anywhere any faster than someone going the speed limit.

Then and there I decided to chill the fuck out about driving.

But I miss that car

What I’m seeing in this comment section is that everyone has their own internal rules to explain how everyone else is at fault for making driving dangerous but they themselves would be perfect without any other cars on the road.
Wow, what impeccable and inscrutable logic.

Now let’s try it with recognition that other people will always be on the road and no matter who you want to blame for it they need to be considered

Artist is tipping their hand that they drive like a moron

Yes I believe some people just want to always have something to be upset and angry about

A miserable existence ☹️