life in the middle lane

Recently, I stopped driving on the fast/left/passing lane.

I got tired of those assholes who hog the fast lane and don't yield to people who go faster than them and there's a mile between them and the car ahead. I got tired of fighting with them. Come on now, it's called a PASSING lane. Screw them. Where's the Autobahn when you need it? SLOWER TRAFFIC KEEP RIGHT.

Angel just got her 90,000 mile maintenance, and for all the six and a half years I drove her, I decided to not be so hard on her all the time.

It freaks some of my passengers out when I go "faster."

Driving in the middle and slow (right) lanes allows me to "relax." Looking back now, I felt always "stressed out" in the fast lane.

High gas prices just annoy, especially for someone who is a full-time student. That financial aid can go to other things needed for survival.

The different perspective on the highway is "refreshing." Although I noticed on my way to EG that no matter how slow you go on the highway (middle or slow lane), there's always someone else going slower...in front of you.

I wonder when I'll miss "racing."