“Dance like no one is watching” – Unknown

A car following too close to my rear bumper always forces me to speed up. I flip the lever at the bottom of the mirror to make this person’s impatience go away. The following car is now a refraction of itself, and this only half calms me. I return to a speed near to my pace, but I feel hounded. I pull over to the side of the road and let the car pass.