Monkey Poundcake

Apparently I am extra fine when viewed through a windshield. I just drove a monkey-load of miles and got lots and lots of interstate love. Sometimes, when I pass a semi, I get honked at. I tend to think I am being alerted to lurking law enforcement or other road hazard, or that I am dragging road kill. I often look in my rear view to see the kind driver who is helping, only to see bizarre hand movements. I then note that other autos are not getting the same treatment. Then I feel dirty.