Was the craziest minivan driver I’ve ever seen. I came across him on my way back to Houston for the week. I guess I should say he came across me. Our first encounter was in the left lane of I-69. I was stuck a few car lengths behind another car which was slowly passing traffic in the right lane. The minivan swooped in from the right lane, squeezing between me and the guy in the right lane.
So I did the only thing that seemed reasonable - I used him as my rabbit. I let him get about a quarter of a mile ahead and kept pace. He kept it somewhere between 80 and 90 most of the way and cleared traffic for me. Three hours later, his Odyssey was over. It’s hard to see in that pic, but the little minivan that could became the little minivan that couldn’t. It sprung an oil leak somewhere under the hood and it was smoking. Goodby little minivan. It was fun while it lasted!