Waves

I've had all kinds of greetings on this trip. Most from those in passing cars give a wave that can be classified into one of three categories. I call them the doorknob, the pancake, and the wait a minute. The doorknob comes from mostly older men whose hands might have done so much work in their life that the can't fully open them anymore. Doorknobbers lift a semi-opened fist and wave by gently turning their wrist. Pancakers come from an old college volleyball move. Lift your hand off the wheel and hold it out flat, palm down, fingers extended. Lastly, the wait a minute folks only lift one finger as if to indicate, hold on there a second. Oddly, very few people actually wave in the traditional sense. I try and respond with the same as they give but there's only a nanosecond to respond, so that keeps me engaged.