Well, we've gathered our courage, strapped ourselves in, and we're headed down the onramp - that's right, we're a-goin' on the freeway! Everything's going good so far, just driving al.... oh no! My lane is ending! Panic!!
No, no, don't panic, that would just be silly. We just need to practice the fine art of merging into traffic. You see, as we enter the freeway we match our speed to those in the lane next to us and find an empty spot in the next lane that we can safely enter (you didn't forget about the turn signal, did you? Good work!) Now, some of our more adventurous readers may come from the 'slow down and wait for someone to let me in' school of merging. To which we reply - please stop!
So we're on the freeway, cruising along with the top down, singing along with the radio, remembering that we don't drive a convertible - quick put the top back on!
Now on the freeway, especially through town, we've got our choice in lanes. I'm going to name those the slow lane, the middle lane, and the passing lane. That's right, not the fast lane. You see, fast is such a relative term - all our relatives have different definitions of fast. To grandma, anything faster than a horse qualifies as fast, where dad isn't going fast until at least 88mph (maybe he's trying to go back in time?) So let's keep that far lane open for passing, not for driving 'fast' (and here I'm talking directly to you grandma - that line of cars behind you is NOT there to read your collection of humorous bumper stickers).
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