Last Friday I was on 95 heading south to Portland when someone attempted to either 'merge' into me, or force me to 'merge' with the Nissan Leaf in the left lane; I don't know how I pulled off what I did. The wife and I were in my Ram half-ton, roughly around Yarmouth, when a
lovely individual in 1 ton dump truck showed just how little understanding they have of road signs. Understand I would typically be in the left lane as I pass an entrance ramp; courtesy of course, but in this instance there was a nice, new, Nissan Leaf occupying that space. So, vehicle ahead of me, Leaf to my left, this
driver of the year decides that 'yield' means 'merge' and that physics can be damned. He does not, at any point in time, slow down or make any attempt to not become one with me at a molecular level. It seems I can not speed up, I can't slow down enough to make a difference, and I can't just switch lanes.
Somehow the stars aligned and between my acceleration and presumably that Leaf realizing what was happening, I got ahead of that Leaf, and then went back to the right lane ahead of the vehicle that had been ahead of me so as to avoid the vehicle in front of the Leaf. It was absolutely ridiculous, and I don't know how I pulled that off. Anyhow, that dude in the white, one-ton, Ford dump truck can choke on one.