Either the dead body in my trunk was visible, or many of the drivers around me wanted to let me know I was missing a back windshield.
It began between Vegas and Mesquite, a semi-truck driver honked his horn at me twice then flashed his lights then made a bunch of hand motions. Uhhhh... sir? Either you want me to pull over to pursue this relationship or you want to let me know I don't have a window. Hmmmm.
It happened about four more times on the way up here. Then it happened twice on my way to Salt Lake City with Reba this morning. Nothing was wrong with the back of my car, and I was driving fine...just missing a windshield.