So on the 84 it is mostly 1 lane. In a couple of areas it 2 then it merges back to 1.
Early on there was a small red car with a dark haired man driving it who passed us early on Airway. About a half mile to mile down the road the dude is pulled over in his car on the side of the road. "self - this is suspicious. This guy is trouble. Help us out God. "
Later on, a few miles, here he comes and passes us again. Then he is driving rather inconsistent. Passes, slows down and is in the other lane, so we pass him, he speeds up and passes us and tries to block other drivers along the way. Trouble in a little red car.
We are going along, not too fast, not too crazy, but rather tame for Brother Bri. At one point in the other lane there is a vehicle that looks like Chaplin Dave is driving it. I knew it was not him, but I recognize a "God" moment. There is something a foot, I feel it.
We pass the car where a guy who looks like Q-ball is driving. There is a frantic wife in the other seat. As we pass the wife gets calm, and the driver turns and looks at me, dead in the eye. We nod and he is a biker, old school from the tats. He smiles big and nods ahead and the wife waves at me. Interesting.
Not 2 minutes later the road merges back to one lane. The red car almost hits us but merges reluctantly behind us with honking and angry vibes. Now he is tailgating us and almost hits us from behind. Brian speeds up and keeps us safe. But the red car dude is still trouble and Brian has to go faster.
The Biker dude passes the red car dude illegally and firmly places himself between us and the red car dude. Each time red car dude tried to pass, biker guy blocked it. He stayed with us a bit until we were safe, and we were too fast for him.
Angels in all forms if you ask me.
