My dream is to drive on the freeway with a hummer and big bumper guards and, as I come up on cars camped out in the passing lane, flash my lights. If they don’t pull over, ram them off the road.
One after the other. All day long.
My first car when I was young and wild, was my dad's 1960 Pontiac Catalina. The guy he bought it from had a spotlight put on each side.
I used to hit the car in front of me with the spot. They would move right over. Never got caught.
Of course, soon after, I became a model citizen.