Unnecessary fright in the rear view mirror
A common experience for drivers: you're cruising along in the left lane, passing everything in sight. You look in the rear view mirror and see a car with a light bar. Oh, sh*t, it's the heat. If you're really speeding, guilt makes the heart skips a few beats. Slow down, pull over a lane. Pray for no blue lights. When the car finally catches up, you see that it is a ski rack, on a civilian car, not a light bar on a police vehicle. Oh, rats.
Very common experience, right? In New England, anyway, where there are lots of ski resorts, hence skis, hence ski racks. But why did I see one yesterday, down here? What I thought was a cop car was just a car. With Texas plates, too. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. There can't be a ski resort for a thousand miles. (Well, maybe seven hundred. Taos is probably closer than Denver.) Fooled *me*.