Tonight, coming home. First thing, an old guy pulls out of his lane while I am right beside him as I pass him in the faster lane. He spots me and yells "Ohhh shit" - not a biggy, used to it. Just glad he saw me in the end. Further up, near Hoppers Crossing, I see a truck (not overly big) swerving in his lane (one to my left, I was in the right). I decide to punch it, get past him. You guessed it, serves into my lane (Truck free lane!). I get past him, and he's searching around on the floor for something. He didnt even know I was there. And one thing I noticed was a lot of feathers on the road. I had to close my visor so I didn't eat one. There was a chicken truck up ahead. Bastard.