There was a Camero in front of me ...actually, it was behind me, then quickly beside me. And it then cut me off.
Camero is supposed to be slang for friend or companion ...but, it certainly was not a friend to the all those on the road.
A speeding car does not have an equal advantage to see what lies ahead. The Camero was bent on trying to gain position in whatever lane was going to allow the path to the fastest destination. But, the destination is not always the desired one.
I was able to swerve just a bit, not to endanger anyone, but to straddle an object in the road ...the Camero hit it squarely.
It seemed the driver was okay, but the driver had to perhaps add an additional destination to the weekly schedule ...an appointment for the Camero.
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