|All clear once this rat pack races ahead|
I never knew what happened when a car travels at a fixed speed of 70 miles per hour on a wide-open stretch of California freeway. It gets lonely.
In fact, when I set cruise control at 70 or so (and pull into the far right lane--not trying to make a statement, just want to be efficient) all the surrounding traffic charges on and leaves me alone. Every 10 minutes or so another knot of speeding cars catches up and passes, and then its quite once again. This wave of moving metal continues for the entire trip, leaving me driving lone wolf style for most of the trip.
|Wide open behind too|