Driving on the Beltline this a.m., cars passing quickly to my left, I'm determined to keep it at the speed limit instead of five over. Well before my exit I start slowing down gradually, sure that the Lexus behind me will have a fit. No, Lexus is easing back too. On to Western Blvd., slowing slightly to avoid tailgating an Escape climbing gingerly over a hill. Super-patient Lexus remains behind me. Three cars in a row at the speed limit as in a funeral procession. The procession is intact on to Avent Ferry then Centennial. Oh, so that's why they're driving as slowly as me — we're headed to the same place.
(What is all this new talk of hypermileage? I learned early to use the brake and accelerator judiciously in a race to get more MPG.)
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