I was driving home from breakfast on Sunday and found myself behind a slow-moving hay rake. When we both turned on to my road, the considerate driver (from one of our local farms) pulled over so I could pass.
I pulled up alongside him, rolled down my window, and told him that he didn't need to pull over, that I was in no hurry at all.
He chuckled and said many motorists are furious at what they consider to be the glacial pace of farm equipment.
"People don't understand where their food comes from," he observed.