If you’ve been driving for more than just a minute in this pavement-covered world of ours, it’s likely you’ve had a startling, infuriating, frustrating encounter with another motorist. Horns are honked, expletives fly, a gesture or two might be made — but hopefully, that’s as far as it goes. You gather yourself together, you take a deep breath, you shake your head, and you get on with your day, your week, your life.
Such a shame Danny and Amy didn’t take that route, instead of escalating things to the point where Danny is following Amy on a high-speed chase while Amy flips him the bird and throws garbage at him, and they tear through a flower bed, and they nearly collide … and then things REALLY spiral out of control, to the point where lives are permanently altered and property is damaged and blood is spilled and they’re both wondering: How did we get here! How in God’s name did we get here.
