Rage on the road
You know that familiar tightening feeling, the red tinge to your vision, -- some bozo cuts you off, or the rugged guy who gives you full flood /snow lights , the mama with her kids who slows down as you are about to pass, the lady flirting away on her cell is going under the limit in the middle lane, doesn’t signal and keeps you from making the light, or the deafening bad sound coming from the multi colored Nyamirambo taxi that wants to squash you in at the lights.