Weird guy on freeway...

So today I'm driving home from Logan.
I'm jamming out in my car, as usual, and singing at the top of my lungs, as usual.
I noticed out of the corner of my eye that this white car next to me was going the same speed as me longer than is socially acceptable.
I look over and make eye contact with the driver (some dude, mid 20s, clean cut, decent).
Awkward.
I do the whole thing where you look away and pretend like nothing happened.
I check my cell phone, play with my hair, change the song on my iPod...
Yep, he's still keeping speed with me.
Doubly awkward.
I get all embarrassed and start laughing.
So I look over again and he mouths to me, "You're hot."
Um... thanks?
What the heck?
Who are you?
I continue my giggle fest and switch on the a/c because all of sudden I'm sweating, like a ton.
I look over again because he just won't leave and he mouths, "What's your name?"
First of all, if I told you my name what would you do with it.
"Hi Jalene. Nice to meet you, even though I'm inside a different car and can't even hear you. Um, I'll never see you again, but this was nice."
And second, most people can't even get my name right when they can actually hear me. I have to say it about 7 times and spell it about 3.

I didn't say (or mouth) anything. I just kept laughing.

What a brave person.

Either he ran out of patience because all I could do was laugh, or he lost me in the traffic.
Nice to meet you weird guy on freeway.