Couple days ago, I went on a short trip to Portland with Andy, Joe, and Ashley.
It was a lot of fun. City is totally weird though.
And on the way back, starting from Portland, we were behind this navy blue Porsche for nearly 2 hours. I’d stay behind him, passing cars in the left lane. When he’d pass a slow car on the right, I’d also pass and make sure I stayed behind him.
He also signaled every time. After seeing this, my respect for him went up quite a bit.
The kicker was when a Semi Truck entered the highway. We both saw that the truck’s headlights were not on. The evening was getting dark, so it could have been pretty dangerous. When this happens, I usually turn my lights on and off to signal to the vehicle that their lights are off. I was planning to do this by getting in front of the Semi Truck down the road.
As I was about to make my move, the Porsche went in front of the Semi Truck (we were in a 3 lane road, us two being in the middle) and turned his lights on and off. Unfortunately, the semi-truck did not respond. Then I decided to get in front of the Semi Truck and turn my lights on and off. Eventually, the truck turned the lights on. And at that point, I think that me and the Porsche became best friends of the road.
We continued for another hour. Maintaining the same routine, staying close to one another. It was a stable journey. And then, out of nowhere, he starts signaling to the right. For no reason. There wasn’t an exit or anything up-ahead. Then he stops. I wondered why he did that. And then he started to signal again, and I realized he was about to go into the Rest Stop. It was too late. I couldn’t make it in time, but I tried. I signaled to the right as well, but I couldn’t slow down fast enough. I think he realized this my efforts would not work and he high beamed me a couple of times and took the off ramp.
This is by far my favorite road-buddy that I’ve come across. I’ll miss you forever Porsche!