ChantsFor two days I had him thinking about how he felt when he cuts in front of other cars. Then I gave him two phrases to chant to himself whenever someone cut in front of him. One was "I'm not in a hurry"; and the other was "They have their reasons". Some times when I'm in the car with him, we'd make up "reasons" for the cutters. Like, "He's late for work", "She's definitely late for that hair appointment", "He needs to use the bathroom"...then we'd laugh instead of getting angry about it.

Final Assessment
At the end of two weeks, we took an official drive on the freeway. It was Monday, April 29, 1996, at 4PM. The course was from Waikiki to Pearlridge Shopping Center. Without my aids, the frequency of the abrupt jolts had admirably decreased. I noticed although he no longer put his foot flat on the floor, he'd lift it for a few seconds before switching to the accelerator. Chris still grunts at cutters; once after someone cut he said, "Diarrhea is a horrible thing to have in traffic." After we reached the mall, he even considerately asked if I had to step on any imaginary brakes. 
His modification process is not over yet, since the behavior has not been completely eliminated. However, Chris has become a better driver on the road, and a better traffic psychologist. 
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