So.im.out on some.real backroads today, the kind the GSA was.made.for. the road just qualifies for having a centeline. So I get up behind Buick suv and he's going really slow and weaving a bit. I figure its grandpa out for a Sunday drive. Suddenly he brakes, then speeds up. I go left, he goes left. I ease back, then come up close again. He goes left. He puts his left signal on so I go right. He goes rightand stops .. I stop. He gets out of the car in the middle of the road and comes.at.me. his eyes are like saucers, beet red face. Not an old guy at all...maybe 35-40. starts cursing and yelling.about how I cant pass on a.double yellow line. I yell back "I sure can if youre a slow.moving vehicle like a goddam.Amish buggy, and driving like a moron!." I swung wide and passed quick. Freakin meth-heads!