The Antagonist of my Story

This is about the antagonist for my plot line. The antagonist in my story is the traffic which zoomed by as the frog was catching the fly. It was made of cars mostly and was preventing the frog from its prey. Some cars were yellow while others were blue, red or black. Most went fast but there was the occasional lazy driver. The people driving the cars were taking a shortcut to work or going to a friend’s house for a BBQ or in one person’s case taking a driver’s test. The slowest of cars was an elderly lady who clearly needed glasses, as she constantly swerved left and right on the straight road.