Ok so, I work quite a ways from home. I live in rural TN and have to commute to metro Memphis to work. I have found with the congested traffic of the big city, that it is easier to avoid the main roads and hit the backroads. The twisty kind :woot:
So I was commuting home today and I passed Colliervile High School on my way to get onto SR 196. I had the windows down, Depeche Mode bumpin, and enjoying the sun and cool spring breeze. I got stopped waiting on the busses to pull out and this little asshat in a 01 or 02 V6 Accord Sedan with a monster aluminum wing whips out the wrong way of a one way drive and sticks his nose up to my passenger front fender. He made it very clear that he would like to squeeze in. Being of sound mood, i let him in.
Well when the light turned green, he just sat there. He let the car in front of him get about 50 ft up and he start revving the piss out of his motor. Just bouncing it off the limiter. So i honked. Politely. I was thinking that he might have some type of "car trouble". I honk again. He politely extends his left arm from the car and gives me the bird. This is when I found out he was driving a A/T. Mr. Ballsack then neutra-slams it into gear and lays about 5 feet of sweet black "one tire fire" (lmao). His Folgers can muffler surely let me know he meant serious business. :nono:
Well, I was in a school zone so I turned the radio off and slowly headed on down the road. Laughing my ass off about the mentality of kids these days. I got to my turn and here was doucewad, sitting there, waiting in the turning lane. He then proceeded to show me his mad tight skills again. Another 5 ft of one tire fire as he turned left. There was no traffic so i made the turn and got on it a little bit, catching him quickly.
Like i stated, we were in a very rural area. Two lane highway. I decided enough was enough and when i got the right of way, i decided to pass. Well asshat decides this is a good time to ride the center of the road. He blatantlt blocks the entire left lane so he is unpassable. He is swerving side to side, damn near running into the shoulders as he swerves. I backed off a good bit. If he is that damn crazy, I aint chancing a wreck. He crops a hill and is out of sight. Well i lost him. Heres where this story gets great!
So i am putting on along and out of the blue there is this gray accord coming up on me doing like 120 lol. I was cruising at 65 and he was approaching me like i was standing still. :drive: I tapped my brakes to make sure he saw me and he flew up on me and came about 5 inches from rear ending me. All i can here is his POS car hitting the limiter again. I got pissed. I slowly started to accelerate, and so did asshat. I got up to about 70 with the O/D off and I said "**** it" and just nailed it. I left him like he was standing still. :nana: I could see him struggling to catch me, but not gaining an inch lol... With that said...
This isnt as much of a kill story as much as it is a ownage story... pure ownage.
I was up around 95 and my K40 goes off like a smoke alarm. I was entering into a 50º blind curve. I knew that cop was on the other end of it. Whether he was parked or driving, I had to slow down fast. I stomped the brake before he could get a visual on me. Well asshat thought he was gonna be the man and decided to fly on around me in that curve and show me who was boss. :bow: Well i had slowed down to a safe 55 as skillet came around me in the entrance to the curve doing about 100 lol. Besides the obvious fact he was about to run off the road, he met a TN State Trooper head on. He swerved horribly (and I mean horribly) back into my lane and skidded the car into the same gravel shoulder I was pulling over into. Pulling over to welcome the passing of the "By Now Turned Around" Trooper who was in serious hot pursuit. The kid regained control of his "beast" of a car and pulled over about 300 yds in front of me. The cop caught him quick and I waited just a second to pass him. Giving the cop plenty of time to get off the road and out of his car.
As I drove past him, the cop had his gun out. Was screaming at the kid to get out of the car. As I passed the retard, I laughed in his face hysterically and called him a idiot. He looked to be crying!
Needless to say, it made my day.
So I was commuting home today and I passed Colliervile High School on my way to get onto SR 196. I had the windows down, Depeche Mode bumpin, and enjoying the sun and cool spring breeze. I got stopped waiting on the busses to pull out and this little asshat in a 01 or 02 V6 Accord Sedan with a monster aluminum wing whips out the wrong way of a one way drive and sticks his nose up to my passenger front fender. He made it very clear that he would like to squeeze in. Being of sound mood, i let him in.
Well when the light turned green, he just sat there. He let the car in front of him get about 50 ft up and he start revving the piss out of his motor. Just bouncing it off the limiter. So i honked. Politely. I was thinking that he might have some type of "car trouble". I honk again. He politely extends his left arm from the car and gives me the bird. This is when I found out he was driving a A/T. Mr. Ballsack then neutra-slams it into gear and lays about 5 feet of sweet black "one tire fire" (lmao). His Folgers can muffler surely let me know he meant serious business. :nono:
Well, I was in a school zone so I turned the radio off and slowly headed on down the road. Laughing my ass off about the mentality of kids these days. I got to my turn and here was doucewad, sitting there, waiting in the turning lane. He then proceeded to show me his mad tight skills again. Another 5 ft of one tire fire as he turned left. There was no traffic so i made the turn and got on it a little bit, catching him quickly.
Like i stated, we were in a very rural area. Two lane highway. I decided enough was enough and when i got the right of way, i decided to pass. Well asshat decides this is a good time to ride the center of the road. He blatantlt blocks the entire left lane so he is unpassable. He is swerving side to side, damn near running into the shoulders as he swerves. I backed off a good bit. If he is that damn crazy, I aint chancing a wreck. He crops a hill and is out of sight. Well i lost him. Heres where this story gets great!
So i am putting on along and out of the blue there is this gray accord coming up on me doing like 120 lol. I was cruising at 65 and he was approaching me like i was standing still. :drive: I tapped my brakes to make sure he saw me and he flew up on me and came about 5 inches from rear ending me. All i can here is his POS car hitting the limiter again. I got pissed. I slowly started to accelerate, and so did asshat. I got up to about 70 with the O/D off and I said "**** it" and just nailed it. I left him like he was standing still. :nana: I could see him struggling to catch me, but not gaining an inch lol... With that said...
This isnt as much of a kill story as much as it is a ownage story... pure ownage.
I was up around 95 and my K40 goes off like a smoke alarm. I was entering into a 50º blind curve. I knew that cop was on the other end of it. Whether he was parked or driving, I had to slow down fast. I stomped the brake before he could get a visual on me. Well asshat thought he was gonna be the man and decided to fly on around me in that curve and show me who was boss. :bow: Well i had slowed down to a safe 55 as skillet came around me in the entrance to the curve doing about 100 lol. Besides the obvious fact he was about to run off the road, he met a TN State Trooper head on. He swerved horribly (and I mean horribly) back into my lane and skidded the car into the same gravel shoulder I was pulling over into. Pulling over to welcome the passing of the "By Now Turned Around" Trooper who was in serious hot pursuit. The kid regained control of his "beast" of a car and pulled over about 300 yds in front of me. The cop caught him quick and I waited just a second to pass him. Giving the cop plenty of time to get off the road and out of his car.
As I drove past him, the cop had his gun out. Was screaming at the kid to get out of the car. As I passed the retard, I laughed in his face hysterically and called him a idiot. He looked to be crying!
Needless to say, it made my day.
