Car chase ends in DNA

This could only happen to me...that is what my friends would say.  My evening begins by being chased down the freeway by two men, and ends with me talking one of them into DNA testing!

Its 5:35 p.m. and of course there's a wreck on the freeway when I need to be in the next town by 6 p.m. for a high school awards ceremony.  As I crawl along in traffic I notice a large truck with two men is tailgating me.  That isn't too unusual when you have a bunch of impatient people waiting to pass a wreck..."Kids!", I think to myself.

After passing the accident, its catch up time and all the cars are now speeding along the three southbound lanes.  I am in the fast lane and the truck is still behind me and keeping pace but I don't think anything of it.  As I near the freeway exit I study the traffic pattern and see that I need to either slow down or speed up to be able to exit.  I decide its safer to slow down so I signal and start slowing, but the truck has me blocked.  He decides to let me over and I shoot across to the right lane to exit.  He speeds up and pulls up beside me and the passenger holds up a sign that says "DAR" with a phone number under it.  My license plate frame has "Daughters of the American Revolution" on it so I know that is why he wrote it, but being that these are men, I assume that they are calling me that like a nickname.  I shake my head and point to my wedding ring as I exit the freeway.  The truck then darts from the middle lane and exits behind me. YIKES! They're following me!!!!

Being that I'm not accustomed to strange men following me, I'm a bit freaked out and consider my options.  I know the town I exited in fairly well and consider different routes to lose them. They get stuck at a traffic light for a bit, but then catch right up.  As we head into the congested downtown area, they sieze the opportunity to pull up beside me at a red light.  I roll down my window and say, "Yes????"  The young man on the passenger side pauses a moment as the driver tells him something and then he says, "My dad wants to join DAR".  Even knowing that he doesn't qualify due to his gender, my irrational reply is "Why???"  The driver leans over and looks at me, then corrects himself by saying "SAR".   I burst into laughter and give him MY phone number.  

When I arrive home from the awards ceremony, I check my answering machine and sure enough, there's a message from the driver.  Before calling him, I go to the computer and pull up the pertinent info for the local SAR chapter.  I call him and we discuss his genealogy.  One thing leads to another and before you know it, he's agreed to DNA test for the brick-wall on his paternal line.

Like I said...only me!