After a few stops, turns and lane changes here and there, something became obvious to me that I'd never considered before. BMW cars are not equipped with turn signals. Drivers of those particular cars have to rely on others to anticipate where they are going.
For example, if I'm going to turn right onto a main road and they are headed toward me from my left, I should know they are going to turn right into the street I am on. Or if a BMW is in the left lane on the highway and is about to miss its exit, it is incumbent upon me to anticipate a three lane change to the right and yield to the BMW driver.
They are also allowed to go much faster than the speed limit on any road. If you are driving 5 or 10 mph above the limit and a BMW is behind you, you should not wait until the driver honks the horn and flashes the headlights in order to notify you that you need to get out of the BMW driver's lane - even though the lane on its right and left is clear. What you need to do is know that you are always out ranked when in the vicinity of a BMW driver.
So, anyway, as I drove on, suddenly the realization came to me of the uniqueness of the BMW and the drivers of them, I felt very enlightened and I experienced a breakthrough at which time I could feel my inner child coming into being and taking over. It was a very exhilarating and spiritual thing that happened.
So sure enough, another BMW came toward me as I was turning and, due to the car's lack of turn signal mechanisms, there was no warning that would have alerted me so I could have turned onto the road without having to wait to see if the car was going to turn on to the street I was on - which it did.
I looked at the driver, who was a blonde woman on a cell phone, and I opened my window and gave her the double bird flip accompanied by a loud Fuck You Asshole!!
Of course, she didn't notice me as she floated on down the street in her cloud of self-entitled privileged space and oblivious naïveté.
I decided that she was a Bitch and needed to learn a lesson.
But I wasn't going to be the one to teach her today. Instead I shook my head from side to side and laughed for a minute. Then I decided that anyone who drives a BMW is an asshole. Chances are I am correct well over 50% of the time, so I'm okay with that.