Unfiltered Story #310327

Miles Of Smiles
We are travelling along an interstate highway where the speed limit is 100Kph.
The traffic is fairly light and moving along quite well.
We come up behind a very beat-up old Ford, doing about 80K, and which is obviously not very happy about it.
I’m not in any great hurry, so I don’t mind sitting behind it until I get a chance to safely change lanes and go around it.

I suddenly give a snort of laughter.
My passenger, caught by surprise, looks at me curiously, wondering what’s going on.
Me: (pointing to the car ahead) “Read the bumper sticker.”
Passenger: (reading) “My other car is a Porsche!” (laughs)

We both grin, and then I get a break and change lanes, go around the old Ford, and back up to a 100K and on our way.

I have to thank the driver, whoever s/he was, for brightening up a dull journey.