Colorado is the only place I've ever seen with worse drivers than California. It doesn't help any that every single road in the entire state is torn up, either.
I recall driving down I-25, in bumper to bumper traffic, stop and go, thinking there must be an accident. No, no accident at all. Every single car had to come to a complete stop to look at the orange cones on the side of the road. No lanes were blocked, or even restricted - the road crew had quite for the night - but everybody had to come to a complete stop.
Then there was the truck on the shoulder that was . . . dripping fire. And smelled like fireworks. I guess the redneck view of the world is, "Well, my truck's on fire anyway, so I might as well use it to light some sparklers."