as i was approaching the stop sign i saw your car making its way out of the parking lot across the street. i couldn't quite believe it when you shot across both sides of the road and came within inches of hitting me. i know i scared the 100 year-old woman who was in the passenger seat. i could tell by the look i saw on her face as she craned her neck to see me stopping extremely close to the thin layer of glass that separated the front of my car from her face. i'm also pretty sure that she soiled herself, and the seat of your car. well, in my mind she did anyway. it made me feel good to slam my hand on the horn, until i looked down and saw your bumper sticker. honk if you love jesus, it read. all i could picture was you nodding your head saying, "yes, yes he feels the love."