We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember "dennis@home"
saying something like:

Generally you do not own the road outside your house

I do. In fact, you probably do too, unless you live in a treehouse. It's
just that the half of the road I/you own isn't really mine/yours any
longer for all intents and purposes, it being adopted by the LA for use
as a road.

or have any special rights.

You have the right to drive a little bit faster, Slowboy.
--

Dave