On the way home tonight we noticed a car really close to us in the next lane - so we backed off to give them room. They weren't coming into our lane - soon they were on the far side of their lane and over the yellow line. We backed off more.
They got halfway into the left turn lane (where the Hooters burned down) and then meandered back into their lane. By this time they were so slow that we had to pass them. My Chick hit the gas and zoomed past.
I looked over to see who the drunk behind the wheel was and saw a teenage girl texting.
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