Who needs road rage when you have a diesel?

So last weekend, I drove Jason's truck for the day. I had to pick him up from the airport that night, so I decided to use someone else's fuel for a change. Well, apparently that was "take your idiot to drive you to work" day or something. If it wasn't some bozo in front of me, I got caught in construction I didn't know about, or some exit on the freeway was closed or I was getting cut off or something. It was insane, but after one yahoo I realized how much I miss driving a diesel! All I had to do was accelerate and "smoke" them to share my distaste. And if the smoke didn't clue them in the revved engine did! There is a great amount of peace that can come from being able to share your displeasure "safely" with those around you.