I’m counting the days (93) till I can tell the boss to shove those keys in his dick hole. At the tail end of my 13hr 630 mile route today I come across an old ass truck that looks like it was drug out from behind a half collapsed barn 20 miles back in the woods. It’s doing 65 in a 70. I keep a good follow distance and hang out for a minute to see if he speeds up. Once it’s clear that’s just his cruising speed I get in the left lane and max out my governor to 75. As soon as I get even with his cab he speeds up to match. As all this happens a few cars come up behind me and this dude won’t let me in front and slows down as I do so I can’t get behind. He did this for miles. I have no idea what I could have done to piss him off.

