Dear everyone that used to disappear in my rear-view:
Yes, its nice to see you all again. No, my car is not broken. I got a ticket last week.
I know we see each other every day on our commute home, and I know we've figured out who to pass and who to stay behind. Stop burying your headlights in my rectum...I will be the one to pass for a while until this "new ticket smell" wears off