After work my wife had me stop @ the store, as usual. Rather than stopping in Dallas, I waited till I got close to home. As I approached the turn for the desired store, I noticed the car next to me, a jacka$$ in a BMW who cut me off repeatedly a few miles back, and the car behind me was inches off my bumper..obviously I was going to fast, so I slowed waaayy down, which seemed to upset her, she didnt appreciate my blinker (I checked it still works). Anyway, as I got on the turn lane, she pulled up beside me, window down, with a flury of obscenitys that would impress one of you marines. Then, for no apparent reason, the BMW slammed on his breaks...I don't wanna say they both deserved it. I really do feel bad, that was a sweet BMW.