While I was driving home on I5, a chap in a black Lexus chose to weave around the UPS truck behind me and cut me off. Fortunately for all involved, I managed to pull off the complicated hybrid of braking and accelerating needed to prevent a three-car pileup, as he obviously had somewhere important to be, judging by the bird he flipped me as he drove off at seventy miles an hour. Not ten minutes later, I happened to pass by the selfsame Captain Lexus as he argued with a police officer on the side of the road.
I couldn't resist the temptation to toss him a smirk and jaunty two-fingered salute as I drove by. Justice is a wonderful thing.