TAILGATE

Addison and I were driving down a local road when we stopped at a red light. Across the intersection, a truck slowed to the curb. A frantic man jumped out and ran through traffic to pick up a lost tailgate. He ran back to his truck. I assumed he would throw the fractured piece into the back of said truck, a treasure to sell at his next garage sale. No, no, no.

I felt like I was being punked. Where were those blasted cameras? Where was the TV crew? This guy actually held up traffic while he hammered, screwed, cussed and reattached the tailgate to his ride. He then jumped in the truck and took off in what can only be described as a scene from the Fast and the Furious. Seriously.

The only thing missing was Paul Walker.