An SUV behind me honked its horn three times when I stopped for a pedestrian in the crosswalk in front of the post office. (Perhaps he couldn't see over my Geo Prizm to the zebra stripes or the buoy-like sign in the middle of the crosswalk demanding that cars yield to pedestrians. [Perhaps he needed a bigger SUV.])
Then when I turned right, from a one-lane street onto a one-lane street, he passed me on the left and sped down the road.
I had been going the speed limit.
Someone should tell this man that killing someone isn't a way to save time.
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