
It's late one evening and you are cruising home on the freeway after hanging out with your friends at their house. It is raining lightly, not enough to leave your windshield wipers on, but enough that you have to manually activate them every minute or so. This annoys you to no end. The freeway is fairly empty. You're not speeding and every once in a while another car passes you in the fast lane to your left.
Another car zooms past you, but suddenly...