Originally Posted by
Echonova
Seriously it was Halloween weekend + the GA/FL game = assholes on the road. I had some douche riding the left lane of 316 when I came upon him and (by coincidence) grandma doing 35 in the right lane. So I tucked in behind this asshole in the Explorer and pass Grandma... Douche decides to clean his windshield.
I own a convertible... I'm no stranger to this game.
Tuck in a little closer to his rear bumper and I stay dry as a tampon worn by a 10yr old.
After 10 minutes of running his wipers he runs dry... So he brake checks. IDGAF you could separate our car by a piece of paper at this point. I'm lowered and so close he can no longer see me in the rear-view, so I hang slightly staggered left so he's sure to see me in his door mirror. and just how close I am to his POS Explorer.
Traffic clears, I pass on the right, cut back in front and stand on the brakes. Like his asshole had to have left bite marks in the seat, stood on the brakes. Stopped in the middle of 316, got out of the car and douche didn't want to talk about what he yelled out the window or the sign language he sent my way. Like a bitch, when it was clear he put it in reverse, cut across the median and went back east bound.
I went to bed smiling with the knowledge that he didn't try shit the rest of his journey, wherever that may have been (maybe not... but I like to think happy thoughts before bed).
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