Middle Way
I was in my Porsche driving up to the family cabin in upstate NY last Labor Day weekend . Oh, did I write Porsche? I meant Honda Civic. Easy to mix my cars up. On the drive up, I skirt along the edge of New York City Metro. It is close enough that I feel the gravitational pull of NYC. For a country gentleman such as myself, I am not a big fan of big city drivers. Super aggressive, cutting in and out of traffic, blazing at unsafe speeds, etc. Yet, I have driven a lot in Philly, so I have an internal switch that can adjust to the heightened chaos. If I were in Amishland, this manner of driving would stress me out more. But, since it is NY/NJ, I understand that it is just this way and adjust. My main strategy is to get into one of the middle lanes, reach cruising altitude at a good clip, and avoid changing lanes a lot. So, cars that pass on my left and right can do as they wish. I will stake my middle moving ground and chill. I don't putt along. I am in the flow of traffic. ...