OK, My bloodpressure has come back to normal. As I was approaching the onramp to 295, I put my right turn signal on (we have all been schooled in blinker useage). A car coming the other way and also going to get onto 295, darted (made a quik left) in front of my van (95 Ram shorty 3/4 ton) Now, this was during the steady rain as an added bonus. So the blessed mother of deceleration was with me as well the option of 4 wheel antilock brakes. I don't know how I did not knock that little mini van into the guardrail. I've had close calls with the van before; people agressively passing it and cutting it off because they believe it to be a 95 yearold man driving it. The wife has had people mouth off about its size in parking lots. Again, it is a 109 inch wheelbase. So people have much disrespect for the van- I get that. Hell, I couple of young dudes in an loud 8 inch exhaust 4 banger passed me in the van (while I was pulling a open car trailer with a car on it). They did that as a red light was upon the both off us. Hench, I almost could not stop in time an would have pushed the little bastards into the intersection. Luckily the shoulder was big and wide- thus is where I end up (that time). Now, my wife and I have our young kids with us at times in the van, so people aren't just cutting off some big ugly van. As for the mini van, I usually am traveling that same route daily and possible will get cut off again by the same A-hole. I could not get my camera quik enough to get his plate, but I suspect he (or her) is a habitual bad driver.
