Not by the van directly behind me, but by the gigantic Lincoln town car behind me and to the right. How that guy bumped me is still up in the air.
I looked back in the rearview to see who it was. I knew it wasn't the van so I looked at the other car.
In that car is this old man with both hands on the wheel staring straight ahead.
I got out of my truck and went behind it to check for damage. Luckily there was none, but the guy was still staring ahead with both hands on the wheel. I thought I'd stand there to see if he noticed me. Nothing. Not even a glance.
I decided no to do anything, but I'm guessing that this happens to this old man several times a day.
I've come to the conclusion that old people drive by hope and hope alone.
- I hope there's nobody in this lane I'm drifting into
- I hope there's nobody behind me
- I hope there's nobody in front of me
- I hope that light is green
- I hope this sidewalk is free of people and obstacles

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