I got rear ended at a stop light, broadsided at another, watch highway drivers think they're in a NASCAR race, and listen to idiots accelerating up to stop signs while I'm out walking. Last road trip in my RV, heck, even 84 in NY was fine, got to Danbury, instant idiot tailgating madhouse. Glad my local highway is the northern half of Rt 8, as pre retirement during my commute, it seemed like if it was raining or a Thursday, some idiot would be on his roof on 72.Back when I kept a sailboat in Old Saybrook, I used to laugh at the race car drivers flying down 9, all in the left lane. They'd fly by me in Cromwell, then fly by again....in Essex.