Last week I had the scariest thing happen to me on Route 1. I was driving home from work at around 10:30 at night when a brick was thrown at my car from the other side of the highway.
I take the same drive home every single day. I work in Ewing New Jersey and I take Route 1 all the way to Bensalem in Pennsylvania. It's usually about a 25 minute drive. There is never any traffic that time of night, so it is pretty much a straight shot all the way home. Easiest drive of my life. Or so I thought.
It was a typical Thursday night. I was going 60 and quickly approaching the Neshaminy exit on Route 1. I was listening to the latest episode of the Brilliant Idiots podcast like I do every single Thursday night on my drive home from work.