|I came across this poem recently, supposedly from the gravestone of a person killed in a car crash:
This is the grave of Mike O'Day,I use the right of way excuse to justify pretty much everything I do on the road. But I guess right of way doesn't really matter when you're maneuvering 2000-lb metal boxes on slippery surfaces while trying to dodge idiots who are trying to do the same. #travel
Who died maintaining his right of way.
His right was clear, his will was strong,
But he's just as dead as if he'd been wrong.