To the woman in the maroon shitbox: I realize that flipping you the bird was a bit hasty. I should have found a more pleasant way to indicate to you that coming inches from ramming into my car with yours, as you cut off traffic and merged onto the on ramp to the Windsor Street exchange off the Joe Howe, was not something I enjoyed experiencing. Thank you for stopping your car next to mine to provide some colourful pleasantries. I hope you enjoyed my smiley response. I will give you some credit, you didn’t hit me. You came damn close. This is a frustrating spot in the morning to say the least, but please do us all a favor and learn to share the road. -Dent-free Fit