Rage on the Highway

Oh yes. It was rage on the highway. Last week I was driving to work, and this man in a van in front of me felt the urge to drive particularily slow. It was an 80 zone and he was doing around 68-71 KM/H. Most people do at LEAST 90 in an 80 zone. But he was in a work van and was obviously taking his sweet little time because he was on the clock. Which is fine by me. Good for him. So I went up behind him and flashed my lights to say "allow me to pass or hurry up" and then backed off so I wasn't tailgating him. He then slowed down even more, and when I would move left to see if there were any cars coming so I could pass he would swerve left too and block my line of sight. Then when I did try and pass he slammed on the gas and wouldn't let me. So I got back in behind him and he slammed on his brakes and I almost smashed into him. What in the world is this dudes PROBLEM!!! So being the calm, cool-minded individual that I am...I waited for an opportunity to pass and when I got in front of him I slammed on my brakes and made him swerve so hard he fishtailed into the shoulder and almost crashed. In case the police are reading this, this is all fabricated. I am a liar. I have a lying problem. For everyone else, this is the truth. These events are not fabricated. I am not a liar. So he got all mad and got up on my tail again which led me to believe he enjoyed it the first time I slammed on my brakes. So I did it again. Usually when people do this they just tap their brakes to scare the other person behind them. I'm telling you I hit my brakes SO hard , I was straight up disrespecting my brakes. He fishtailed again and the on-road battled continued for some 10 more minutes before we parted ways. I am now about to leave for work again. It is 7:22am in the morning. Eastern Standard time. It's also 11:23 pm in Fiji. Pray for me as I head into battle once more. And then probably again every day this week, pending the outcome of the battle today.