...or the continuing saga of the morning commute.
This morning we find our hero, The Highwayman, traveling his well known perilous route of destiny with super highway senses and his new road racing partner, the Yankee Blue Jeepster, both on cruise control. A quiet commute this morning, no enemies of the road visible yet. But our hero is always on guard nonetheless. He knows at any given moment an evil commuter could crawl out of the drainage ditch and attempt to disrupt his peaceful drive toward the future.
As our hero rounds a curve on the highway he finds his fears to be well founded. He suddenly comes upon a large grouping of very slow moving vehicles. Calling on his customary cool, calm demeanor, our hero slowly eases his way into the center lane, beginning his famous slow, safe maneuvering to get through the crowd unscathed. Soon our hero sees the reason for the lesser drivers’ panicked disruption of the commute, a vehicle that appears to be a police car is at the head of the pack. But the Highwayman, having observation skills far above those lesser, uncaffeinated drivers, instantly knows there is nothing to fear. The vehicle is only a Fire Company car. He continues his semi-professional weaving and maneuvering through the crowd of slow moving, unobservant, chicken drivers until he comes along side Fire Marshall Bill's shiny car.
As the Highwayman speeds past the crowd and past Fire Marshall Bill he shows his appreciation for the Marshall and sends him a jaunty salute. One never knows if Bill is a hero yet or is destined to be, so the Highwayman decides to let him know he is appreciated. The strange look on Fire Marshall Bill's face never fazes our hero. As the Highwayman passes him he lets out a small chuckle. A memory from the Steve Martin movie "Roxanne" crosses his mind: "It's not a cop; it's a Fi-er-maan!" (Funny movies are the Highwayman's friends) His happy memory is shortly interrupted however when a pair of real policemen enter onto the highway via the next ramp. One unmarked car followed by a marked one. Perhaps another of those rolling speed traps? A dastardly turn of events, isn't it?
Once again using his super powers of observation, the Highwayman notices that the 2 cops accelerate and go past him at a very high rate of speed and that the marked car has a person in the back, handcuffed and not looking too happy. They immediately get into the fast lane and roll on at over 80 mph. (Don't ask how our hero knows the speed.) Obviously they are escorting some vicious felon to the city for a trial or something. This is good news for our hero as he can now travel his normal speed unmolested, cruise control on, straight ahead steady course.
As our hero, the Highwayman, enters his chosen exit lane, he once again feels the calm satisfaction of surviving the morning commute. Once again defeating the enemies on the road, the Highwayman prepares to face the day knowing he has a momentary respite from the enemies of the highway, until another time...........
Tune in again next time for the continuing saga of, The Morning Commute.
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