At that time driving ethics were already changing. Years ago I used to watch Junior High School students playing a game consisting of standing in front of a moving vehicle and stepping aside at the very last instant. The only requirement at this time is to have a driver's license. Driving has now become a gender issue as well as a platform for the survival of the fastest. The game of chicken is now fowl play.
Self preservation is necessary.
Instant self-hypnosis and relaxation are in order here. I try to send the driver love but find it hard. I settle by wishing them to get a flat tire in front of their destination. I am grateful for deep breathing exercises. How tempting it is to go to a primal scream.