If I had to name my biggest pet peeve at the moment, it would probably be tailgating. Nothing makes me lose my religion (to use an old Southern expression) more than people who ride my bumper. Especially when there’s ample room on both sides for passing.
I don’t get it. Someone tailgating me isn’t going to make me drive any faster. I can only drive as fast as the person in front of me. And the person in front of the person in front of me. Unless they speed up, I can’t speed up.
I try not to be judgmental, but seeing someone behind me who is practically attached to my rear bumper tests my patience more than anything. I personally have never been that much in a hurry or that impatient that I have to tailgate.
So the moral of the story is that I need to work on my patience. And people in this town need to learn to drive better.