Dear silver Chevy Equinox,
I realize you think you own the road, but it didn't bother me when you tailed me all the way up Canistear this evening. When we got to one of the few straight sections, I knew you were going to pass me over the double yellow line. Well, you didn't disappoint. I hope you enjoyed my horn blaring in your ear and my high beams (hopefully) blinding you in your rear view mirror. I thought it was the least I could do since you were apparently trying to save fuel by drafting me for 5 miles.
The guy going heading home from running errands
P.S. Do the world a favor and crash into a tree.