I feel like I either have the greatest luck or misfortune when it comes to observing other drivers. It seems that every time I spot a camero it's being driven by Billy Ray and for some reason unbeknownst to me he's doing it without a shirt on. And as I drive by our eyes meet and I try to turn away but I am stuck staring down a stereo type at 120 clicks as both cars whirl down the QEW. Moments later two NInja motorcycles whirl by with their shirts flapping in the wind, symbolically saying Fuck You. Then I see that sporty new Japanese car, complete with a little Japanese hottie. She smiles as I go by, too timid to actually make her car perform.