Dear Upstate Traffic Gods,
I heartedly repent for You have made Your fury known. I dared to sinfully contemplate the ease of travel between Stockbridge and Hudson, a route with hardly a traffic light. Your message of slow drivers, trucks in low gear, slow drivers, oversized load convoys, slow driver, accidents, slow drivers, construction, slow fucking drivers, and drivers who see fucking invisible stop signs is clear.
I will give You thanks before every trip to and from the train. Thank You for Your grace.
And thanks for getting that one slow driver to finally fucking let me pass.
Sincerely, Misplaced NYCer.