However, I know that I am not alone in the feeling that there is something horrific about sitting on any of the 400-series highways. You taunt the angel of death as you try to manoeuvre into the HOV lane.
You gasp and swerve as Mr. No-Signal veers into that same lane without doing so at the "enter here" zone so CLEARLY painted on the road! The countless times you've narrowly averted a major pile-up caused by Little-Miss-Twitter-Updater as she sails along at warp speeds weaving in and out of lanes - her indicator light obviously broken as well ... and the oh-too-familiar-feeling of prying your cold-white-knuckles off the steering wheel as you finally pull into the safety of your driveway ...
Imagine for a moment friends, visiting Clients via country roads.
Arriving to the aforementioned meetings with a smile on your face. Your mascara not streaming down your face from the tears you wept as pieces of transport-truck-tire flew past you on the off ramp. Where the only kind of traffic you'll encounter on the way home is a tractor ... a single, solitary tractor. A tractor that pulls over and waves as you pass him, your windows down because the air is fresh and clean.
There is, however, a drawback to this idyllic scenario.
