I love it when this happens.
I had an appointment with my eye surgeon today in a town about 30 miles from where we live. The trip is about 98% freeway driving, and I was raised around here, so I know all of the roads.
After my appointment, we took one of the side streets to get back to the freeway to head home. It was about 3:45, so school was out and alot of people were starting to get off work, so traffic was fairly heavy. I clip right along, but keep it legal on this particular side street, because it's still in town. Cars were riding on my @$$, as well as the others who were driving sensibly.
There were three or four cars I was watching in my rear view mirror, weaving in and out of traffic to get ahead of everyone else. I effed with them a bit, then finally gave them the chance to get around. When we finally got to the on ramp, they all made the turn. I was just getting ready to follow when the wife hollered, "Oh crap, look at the freeway!" It was a parking lot. An emergency vehicle passed us a few miles back with lights and siren, so I assume there was a wreck on the freeway. That ain't a good thing at the beginning of the rush hour. I hadn't made the turn, so I went straight and headed for a back road to take us around. The best part - from that on ramp to the next off ramp is about 6 miles, with nothing but river on the side, so there's no escape from the traffic jam.
Those idiots who were in such a big hurry are probably still sitting in their cars right now. We took about a 5 mile detour, but are home safe and sound.