Random Saturday afternoon ride. It was I (your faithful narrator), and my 4 droogs: BornSinner, QueenBee, Putty, and Bananas. We were on 270, behind a car and a minivan, when Sins decides to crack the throttle and white-line betwixt said vehicles. Soon traffic opens up and everyone passes. I'm next to Queen, when the lady in the minivan rolls down her window and starts shouting something (as if we can hear ANYTHING over the music of Akrapovic and SATO at highway speeds). For some reason we're pulled over on 270, and Queen starts verbally abusing Sins for his suicidal maneuver. Suddenly, the angered minivan pilot (who's in the far right lane on 270) stops, rolls down her window, and starts giving us the business! I mean a completely INCOHERENT verbal lashing. Suddenly Putty yells out: "Lady, you need to get out of the DAMMED street!", she looks in her rear-view at the quickly approaching traffic, with the biggest "OH-SHIT" expression that I've witnessed to date, and we now see a Dodge Caravan go 0-60 with the speed of a 911 Carrerra. I got a good laugh.