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and Mosh Version »  Can They Be Stopped??*  So I'm driving home
from work, just minding my own business, when this boat of a car
- I'm thinking '78 Cadillac - about 100 feet ahead of me starts
drifting into my lane. This isn't your ordinary pull-into-my-
lane-without-using-your-directional thing. No, it was a definite
drift. I was about to lay on my horn when it drifted back the
other way. Fine, just an accidental drift, then.  Five seconds
later, it's back in my lane, but not quite. The car is
straddling the yellow line between the two lanes. We're moving
at a nice clip, about 50 in a 40, and I slow down a bit and pull
back because I don't want some drunk old man in a Caddy
sideswiping me. The Caddy slows down, too, and swerves all the
way into my lane.  That's it. I lean on the horn. Normally, I'm
not big on honking, but if it's winter and my windows are closed
and you can't hear me screaming a string of nasty words at you,
I'll just settle for lo