Speed limit on the road is 65. It was rush hour; CHP had guidelines that said "don't be going more than 10mph faster than traffic." Traffic was going probably 35; I was probably going 45-50.

I seriously hope he loses his job. He was driving livery and the point of putting on a turn signal is to say "I'm changing lanes" not "bombs away." The fact that he was from Ventura pretty much emphasizes that he isn't used to paying attention to white-liners, UNLIKE EVERY OTHER CAR ON THE ROAD.

And that's the thing: I was going straight in a straight road in the place where I'm supposed to go straight. He was CHANGING LANES across a double yellow out of the carpool lane, which is a massive ticket in California. And it's not like people don't do that. And it's not like I haven't stood on the brakes before. And it's not like I haven't dealt with exactly this problem before. But today? Yeah, nowhere to go.

Thump.

Spin.

Billing the shit out of those fuckers. New helmet, new jacket, whole nine yards. Asshole.