Why is it that EVERYONE feels the need to drive a celestial white car, with 2-4 BYU stickers on their car, or a stupid stick figure family for their 5-15 kids on the back window? These are always the first people to cut you off, fail to merge, refuse to let you through, and get in front of you on the highway and then slow down, when initially it seemed like you were going fast enough. It’s no damn wonder why Utah’s fatality rate is so fucking high on the roads! Slow the hell down, it’s not NASCAR!