Tailgaters. Here is my true story.

Well, yesterday Friday there were 4 of us running together coming out of VA on I 95 running south. Traffic volume was about normal. We had been running about 45 minutes and then this little jerk in a Honda Civic you know the one with the wing on the back, low profile tires, all the fairings on it and just about to touch the pavement. Oh, plus one of those annoying yahoo mufflers.
Well, he started running up and between all of us taking the lead and pacing then he would fall back and get in between us tailgating and I mean close. This went of for about 20 miles and then he ended us behind me. In just a few minutes the lead truck hollered on the radio that was a gator in the road a full grown gator. He said he could straddle it and lets just see what happens. He did and I was the second truck I told the guys behind me be ready to switch lanes. I straddled the gator and the last thing I saw was smoke, steam and all kinds of body parts flying in the air. The truck behind him said that when the Honda hit the gator it took the back bumper and all that with it. So that is where we left him beside the road. I be he wont tailgate anymore.


Alan