Object In Mirror Is Closer Than It Appears.

                                     (From my sketchbook)Like one that on a lonesome road
                                                          Doth walk in fear and dread.
                                                          And having once turned round walks on,
                                                          And turns no more his head,
                                                          Because he knows, a frightful fiend
                                                          Doth close behind him tread.
                                    Samuel Taylor Coleridge; The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner.