As I was driving behind you for about two miles, I wondered WTF could be making you drive so poorly. Braking randomly and weaving made me think you were either stupid or drunk at 9 AM. However, when I pulled alongside you at the light, it was all made clear. Your technique of resting your wrists on the T of your steering wheel and texting with both hands with the phone in front of your speedo was impressive, but not as stealthy as you may think. I was chuckling to myself about your idiocy, until the light turned and you nearly drifted into me because you were still looking at your F%&*(@ phone instead of the world around you. I hope you enjoyed my hella blast and me looking you in the eye and yelling "put the f*&#$% phone down".
The guy paying attention to the road during rush hour.