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Dear asshole who was driving a silver Corvette Stingray at 6 pm on Mount Carmel Church Road.

I'm so glad I was able to help you get to your destination faster. When you jumped out in front of me, it must have shaved fifteen whole seconds off your travel time. I had to slam on my brakes and swerve to avoid plowing into you, and my dog was thrown across the car. My sick elderly dog who was on the way home from her acupuncture which is supposed to relieve her pain. I must be a bad person, because at the time, I wanted nothing more than to find you, wait forty years (or maybe a lot less, anyone driving such a flashy car must be in major midlife crisis territory) until you're old and frail and your spine hurts, and then throw you on the ground. And you'll have the satisfaction of knowing you helped me get where I was going fifteen seconds faster. Just like I did today.