I may have jinxed any chances we had for rain on Monday; I raked the street strip out front, then filled it in and leveled it out where horses had made a bit of a trough.

I also continued digging out the weeds from the seam where the driveway meets the street.  Feeling like a sitting duck, I kept a watchful eye out whenever I heard a vehicle approaching.  Most of those driving west (and therefore on my side of the street) swung out around me as an extra safety measure.  

One car, however, not only didn't move over any - it raced by me at a very high rate of speed. 

Inconsiderate schmucks like that make me wish I had the "superpower" 

to blow out both of his rear tires!