635 is the Devil’s Highway

635 is the Devil’s Highway. I’ve only been run into twice on the highway and both times have been on 635. This morning’s incident was classic. Rush hour. Bumper-to-bumper. Minding my own business, listening to a little Jay Ferrar when wham! I didn’t even see him coming. Ah, the joys of the indefinite trip to the body shop and budget rental car that await!