I was heading west on 40 out downtown Knoxville one night many years ago, just tooling along in the middle lane, not the fastest or slowest car around, and suddenly I get some bright headlights right up on my bumper. I waited for whoever it was to go on around but he didn’t. I slowed down, changed lanes, and he stayed on me like he was drafting with his lights on bright. I was getting mad but also concerned because I was wondering who had this beef with me and where it was going.
So there was a car in front of me and people passing on my left and I saw if I punched it I could slip into a gap between cars and the dude couldn’t follow me. So I gunned it and shot the gap successfully and started watching my mirror to see what he’d do. He caught the next gap and bullied his way through, found his way back to me and got right up on my bumper again. Now I was straightup pissed and started yelling and gesturing at my rear view mirror.
And then he turned on his blue lights. I was like, are you ****ing kidding me??! I pulled over and he walked up, asked for L&R, and I contained my anger but asked, “What did I do?” He said, “You were speeding.” “Speeding? Where??” He said, “Back there when you ran up between those cars trying to get away from me. I was pacing you there, you were speeding.”
I was so freakin mad. I tried telling him my perspective of it, asking why he got up on me, he wouldn’t hear any of it. Just ticketed me and left.
Still don’t know what the hell that was about, other than just screwing with a random driver and jacking them up for a bunch of money. And why didn’t he just hit the blue lights when I shot the gap rather than catching back up to me first? Never did understand that part.