Working traffic on a six lane while I'm going from "a" to "b" in the length of Elizabeth Reed.
Maybe sixty five - clear left lane for a quarter mile.
My rearview was full of a large white sedan with headlights flashing.
There were none on top, but I know that profile.
I move, right, quickly.
He passed me at least thirty faster, the state logo on the door.
I stayed mellow.
Someone else, ahead, did not.