Still steamed, I noticed that we had gotten off at the same exit and the convertible's driver had pulled into an office complex parking lot. I pulled my car over and waited for them to leave the parking lot and enter the building, then I entered the lot and pulled up next to the car.

Well, as my luck would have it, I had just made a stop at the grocery store and had a loaf of bread that I was willing to donate to this open convertible. So I did. I threw slices of bread in the front seat and in the back, then I drove off out of the lot and pulled off across the street. In a few minutes sea gulls started descending upon the open car (and presumably pooping there as well). I drove off with a smile on my face. The driver had flipped me the bird so I just returned the favor.