So you observed the bus pulling out and across the lanes and chose to continue rather than slow and perhaps take 30 seconds to let him clear?
And if you were going 25 mph you would have passed him and been long gone before he could start honking. Why do people always seem to embellish their speed?
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This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.
Last edited by dobber; 07-27-08 at 08:30 AM.