Take a little trip, take a little trip

Today i went to go visit a lady who took care of me from the ages of -2 months to 8 years old. but that's not what i'm writing about, i'm writing about the trip up and back.
My Dad lets me drive everywhere even though i do not have my permit yet and i never want to drive with my mom because she drives me crazy when i'm driving. My mom found out we were going and she wanted to come along, i told her she could on one condition; if she did not say a word about my driving. she agreed and the trip up there wasn't too bad, she yelled at me a few times but i just responded with "Thank you Mom". On the way back i was going 69 in a 65 zone and she flipped out on me. my dad was asleep so he couldn't protect me. I slowed down to 65 and cars started whipping around me giving me dirty looks. because of the danger in going slow with road rage drivers i sped up to the flow of traffic which was 73. My mom started yelling at me again and i replied with "you promised you wouldn't say anything" and did not decrease my speed. She would not leave me alone so i pointed out that her yelling at me is almost as dangerous as going 10 miles under the flow of traffic on the interstate. After slowing down to 65 because she is my mom and i didn't want to directly disobey her i was nearly hit by a car that was behind me the driver pulled up next to me and after abusing me this is horn decided to show me what his middle finger looked like. i wasn't too disappointed because this man drove a low rider truck and i'm ok with a person who drives one being mad at me.