If it wasn't for the fact I'm trying to stick to 'Oprah's no cellphone meddling in car pledge', I would have photographic proof too. Returning from 'town' (as in the closest thing we have to shopping civilisation that's not a 3-hour drive away) last week, I happened upon some TRAFFIC!
Now let me hasten to add this is not traffic like most of you are used to. And it's another planet compared to what I drove in everyday back home, 4 solid lanes nose to tail for 60 miles twice a day, at speeds ranging between 1-88mph.
But I suddenly found myself on the tail end of a line of not 2, not 4, but oh my good god - 5 other cars tootling along all in very close proximity. A line of traffic where some were actually holding up others, a rare sight indeed in rural NW Okieland.
My first reaction was to giggle to myself and marvel at the sight. My second and more natural response after a few minutes at a decreased speed was a building frustration. My third response was I should take a picture for posterity, followed closely by a mental picture of the big 'O' wagging her finger at me.
I then realised I was on the especially straight spot of road, where no-one will turn out unexpectedly and I can see for miles.
So my next response - I floored it and took all 5 in one swoop, grinning as I powered by them all safely and left them in my gas fumes! I have no doubt I passed someone I knew, because it's like that around here, and no doubt they shook their head at 'that impatient Brit'.
But what the hell, it made me feel like a Brit driver again, all masterfully aggressive and ruling the road. Damn I almost miss traffic - NOT! ;-)