I don't think I've ever been caught in rush hour driving down the I4. Once I was on a flight with the most miserable looking family of 4. My wife and I managed to drive from Sanford to our hotel, check in, unpack and then head out for the night. As we're heading out we see the family arrive in a mustang. 2 teenage kids squashed into the back with suitcases on their laps, the wife shouting at the dad for getting such an impractical car and the dad looked close to tears, probably thinking he was going to live out some muscle car fantasy. It was one of the sadest things I had ever seen. I'm guessing they may have got caught in rush hour.