I glanced in my rear view mirror and quickly realized I was in trouble. The blue car was right behind me, tailgating so close that I could see the furious faces of the two people inside. I was sorely tempted to slam on my brakes but was wise enough to realize this would only worsen the situation. I silently castigated myself for being careless enough to cut off the blue car earlier while changing lanes, but perhaps the driver of the other car was at fault for overreacting and distorting this situation way out of proportion.
Suddenly the blue car pulled up beside me, and there we were traveling side by side on the interstate. I tried to ignore it but out of the corner of my eye I could see the car’s passenger pointing something at me. Quickly I turned my head to see what it was and saw that he was holding a megaphone.
“Alexa, turn off the engine!” the passenger shouted.
“Okay,” replied the synthesized voice coming from the speakers inside my car. The engine shut off, the transmission became disengaged and the steering wheel locked in place as my car slid off the road despite my frenzied efforts to restart the car, but my voice sounded too distressed for the onboard voice recognition system to comprehend. As my car concluded its skid onto the embankment along the side of the road, I could see the blue car drive off, with two raised middle fingers sticking out from both the driver and passenger windows.
That’s the last time I’ll ever by an Echo Smart Car.