Another Day of Paranoia

Late at night, I pull out onto the empty streets. Well, almost empty, now I was on them, and there was a car rollin up behind me. Needless to say, I must keep the traffic movin, so I speed up quickly to the limit...30 mph. I go through the first light, and make my right hand turn, where I always do, I'm on my way home and I'm AL-MOST-THERE. You know the feeling. The funny thing is, I've only been 5 minutes away from home, so I've had this feeling since the beginning of my journey. Alas, I've strayed, back to the story.

As I make my right hand turn, I notice that the one car that was behind me made the turn, too. Now, am I alone, or does anyone ever feel like they are being followed? Paranoia sets in, I've got a tail. I slowly climb the hill, and make my way through the light, noticing the car behind me is catching up. Crap, I'm in trouble. My first reaction is to out-handle my pursuer, and race out of his sight, so I go for it. It's a 40 mph zone, and I jump to 57 mph. I take my first right hand turn, which is suggested to be taken at 25 mph, at 57 mph. I take a 90 degree turn to my left at 45 mph, cutting through the oncoming traffic lane (no one was coming, it was late) in order to maintain my speed and then I blast off to about 70 mph in a 45 mph zone. My "tail" is still there, and gaining. Is this someone just having fun!? Is this someone out to get me?!

WELL! I decide that this speed demon isn't going to mess with me anymore, so I slow down to the speed limit. I swear to myself that no matter what, I refuse to speed anymore, and he'll just have to pass me if he wants to go zipping around. Lights. Shoot, I'm in deep dookie. I pull over and somehow manage to escape with a ticket for not using my blinker on my last turn... Amazing. I'm glad I'm usually a pretty good driver, and I won't be doing that again for a long while. Does anyone else get paranoid like that? How do I get rid of it? Is it recyclable? Save the earth!