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I never care if people tailgate when I'm in a car; it's their own cortisol levels they are raising not mine.
On a motorcycle I get angry at the thoughtlessness. I can stop the bike on a dime if I needed to (deer perhaps) and their car would steamroll me without hardly scratching their paint. A person stuck behind me on my motorcycle isn't there because I'm slow; it's because there's no going faster. There has never been an occasion where a car was stuck behind me only on an otherwise open road.
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