Road Rage

I'm the type of person that you don't want to make mad. At. All. Sometimes I over-react but most of the time, I'm right. The last time I got mad was Monday, when I had terrible road rage. Some guy or woman who had an Oklahoma license plate decided that he or she would try to pass me not once, not twice, but three times. The first time the person in the little white car tried to pass me he or she finally realized that they couldn't pass on a double yellow line. The second time they tried to pass me they succeeded in doing so. I had moved to the passing lane since there was a truck on the side of the road that I didn't want to hit. They decided that they could pass me on the other side, between the truck and the passenger side of my vehicle. As I glared at the little person in his white car I realized that I should be the bigger person and a better driver. I took my cruise control off and slowed down to 65 where I then let them pass me on the wrong side of the road. While yes they had already passed me I figured that he would stay in the lane he or she was in but I was wrong. The idiot then crossed over into the passing lane and the same time that I obeyed by the law and got into the other lane to drive. They weren't just causing me to have road rage he or she also thought they would be cool and speed up to at least 80. When I think back to Monday I presume I handled it the best way possible since I was going down the road at 70 mph. I couldn't make a very harsh decision at the moment in time. Unlike the inexperienced driver in the little white car.