A driving story about the jackass in front of me

I’m late for work, and i’m driving in the fast lane. I get about 2 miles into my journey, when I notice that i’ve been slowing down drastically for the last 2 minutes. I soon realize that the jackass in front of me was slowly decreasing his speed and was now going about 10mph BELOW the speed limit. I continue driving behind him for about 30 seconds, waiting for him to realize that he had slowed down, and for him to speed back up. But he doesnt. So I speed up and go around him, and at that exact time he speeds up full force also. So i’m riding on the shoulder of the expressway, going 60+ mph, and he is just looking over at me. I obviously had to slow down and duck back into the lane behind him.

Every part of my being wanted to ram into his car, but I kept control of myself. This is a good place to vent.