You know you're an ecomodder/hypermiler if you almost get rear-ended on the highway by a drunk driver because you're doing 55 in a 65 wicked late at night. I was coming home from dancin' at a ska show in New Haven tonight (went to see the Toasters), and this car came up real fast behind me in the right lane (out of four lanes on I-91 North). I saw it at the last second and stomped on the gas pedal as hard as I could, and thank God the other car didn't hit me... I think they hit the brakes too, cause they dropped back pretty far and eventually went around me. But sweet Jesus, there was a huge pucker factor when I saw those headlights...
