Highway run was interesting this morning.

Truck driver with a couple too many doses of the little white pills took exception to my existence. Tried the old leaning ruse as he went past to try and give me the jitters, so I sat on his last wheel drafting so he was effectively boxed behind slightly slower trucks. After a while he cuts me off anyway, and 100m later he gets jammed into light post and shop awnings becasue he wasn't watching what he was doing.

It's hard to keep the pace up when you're doubled over laffin.