Yes, that would be lesson two!
I can't help but be reminded of something that happened to me a few years ago on a highway very near the turnoff to a lonely stretch of 50 mile highway leading to a Utah national park (everyone is tired, and ready to get to their destination). Eventually though, these clowns in some tin-can come up on my ass. I wasn't playing slo-poke - about 75ish but I also know that Utah troopers don't give much latitude either, and 70-75 is plenty for curvy, hilly two lane. An 18 wheeler sidles up behind *him*.. The park will still be there, when we get there. If we get there.
I swear, right then - on purpose - a chipmunk or small squirrel ran out in the middle of the road right in front of my car - semi-mischievously again, I was convinced at that moment, I didn't even flinch, and this critter knew enough to avoid the wheels.
I watched the rear view mirror - sure enough, the 2nd car swerves, and hard, nearly losing control - with 90,000 lbs or unstoppable tractor-trailer right on his tail. Now I like cute critters as much as the next guy, but let's put our thinking caps on now and then!