One of two things will happen. I'll have to slow because the person in front of me is coming up fast or the person in the passing lane will pull ahead because they figure they are obviously going too fucking slow.
But oh man... today... I pulled up next to this dude, right, like I do and I was laughing with Steph about something... probably something stupid to do with the music we were listening to or something... Anyway, so I get right next to this guy and suddenly, he hits his brakes. And I looked at Steph like "Oh shit, time to retire this game," and the guy pulled up right behind me. LIke, no joke, right behind me. If I hit my brakes, there would have been a pile-up.
And then he followed us like that through six exits and got off on the one right before ours. Scared the shit out of me.
So... Liz needs to find a new highway game. But, damn, that one was fun.