Yeh, Stilly, I noticed the erratic speed, weaving mostly within the lane, and the right wheels often running off the road onto the berm, with occasional drifting a little over the center line for several miles. It was when she swerved completely over into the on-coming lane that I decided I really had to call 911.

I resist my inner "goody-two-shoes" until I decide there is a real safety threat. I'm clear that in this case, there was.

The Boys, on the otherhand, blow a lot of hot air into cyberspace, but ain't seen no casualties, or even near misses yet.