To the gentlemen in the blue car who took a photo of me on the highway:
I can understand your desire to photograph the hood of my car, even though the art is peeling and fading. But I don't understand why you would pull to the side of a busy highway, come to a complete stop, and then hit the gas immediately after I passed, bringing your vehicle close behind mine so you could take a photo of my license plate. This behaviour is perhaps not unusual for teenagers, but grown men?
If you do any digging, you will easily be able to trace my name to The Bubble Car(tm). But since I rarely answer the phone, and mail takes so long to send, I'm going to make it easier for you. This post contains my license number, in case you search for it on Google. Can you email me (email@example.com) about it? If your intentions are good and I have it in my power to help, I am at your service.