Me: This drive isn’t as bad as I thought it might be.
Mr. Capp: How do you mean?
Me: There’s not so much traffic.
Mr. Capp: Well, it’s I-40.
Me: How’s that any different than I-75?
Mr. Capp: On I-40, there aren’t any Canadians making their drug runs down to Florida like on I-75, so naturally there’d be less traffic.