We were coming back from three week trip into Canada without any issues and on last leg from Arkansas to Texas. We had awoken from sleep camping at Mt Nebo seeing storm coming. Hastily broke camp and headed southeast. H was leading as we entered a mid sized town and I suggested she ease up on a Sunday morning. She didn’t.
Well, about at edge of town when a burgundy Dodge Charger came roaring up behind us. H stopped and I pulled in ahead of her. I watched in mirror and heard story at next gas stop. He said he just came out of church to see us briskly pass and asked her why the hurry?
H pointed behind her to the dark blue cold front line, he looked but pointed to the blue skies in his town… he reminded her the TX state line and it’s higher limits we’re still about sixty miles away and be careful! He came up to me to just tell me aI might want to lead!
She has a selfie with him! I was waiting for the family double ticket.