So i got this short done and ready to be sent to a few festivals...
but that's not what i'm going to write about.
Remember this: CBW 1785
That's the license plate for the douchebag who almost killed me two days ago.
The story:
I'm in the car with a lady friend driving on the NY Thruway 87 South going to the city to see a show. I fucking signal every time i change lanes, it's just a habit. He speeds up with out me seeing, so it turns into a cutting off situation, him being the victim.
I'm upset about it and feel sorry, but to avoid confrontation or any awkward glances i drive faster to leave him in the "dust."
He's not having that.
He floors it and starts tailgating me. there is nothing creepier than a mad mexican tailing you in a navy Eco-Line van. Now i am concerned for the safety of my passenger as well as myself.
I start weaving in and out of lanes, signaling every time, and he is tracing my path. It starts to get real scary. So i do one of those slow down a lot moves, so he passes me... but he's quick and slows down and gets on my right, and gives me the dirtiest fucking looks ever, and starts closing in, trying to ram my fucking car off the road.
Remember we are on a highway going about 70 mph.
the fucker is trying real hard, as scared as i was, i'm still a dick at heart. So i waved and smiled started joyously laughing. My passenger is crying.
the vigilante mexican takes offense to my total disregard for his threats. He speeds up in front and starts slowing down to about 30.
this is bad. So i signal to pull over. now my passenger is yelling at me telling me to stop, unbeknownst to her, i am ready to use a fog horn in keep in my car for such occasions.
He pulls over, I pull over. there is a distance of 3 cars in between us.
His door opens. My door opens
he steps out.
I slam my door, floor the damn car, pass him while blowing that horn, filling the car and outside with all of it's delicious, ear destroying glory.
pulled off onto the palisades, never saw the motherfucker again.
Victory? Maybe not, but at least i'm not a mexican driving a Eco-Line van.
but that's not what i'm going to write about.
Remember this: CBW 1785
That's the license plate for the douchebag who almost killed me two days ago.
The story:
I'm in the car with a lady friend driving on the NY Thruway 87 South going to the city to see a show. I fucking signal every time i change lanes, it's just a habit. He speeds up with out me seeing, so it turns into a cutting off situation, him being the victim.
I'm upset about it and feel sorry, but to avoid confrontation or any awkward glances i drive faster to leave him in the "dust."
He's not having that.
He floors it and starts tailgating me. there is nothing creepier than a mad mexican tailing you in a navy Eco-Line van. Now i am concerned for the safety of my passenger as well as myself.
I start weaving in and out of lanes, signaling every time, and he is tracing my path. It starts to get real scary. So i do one of those slow down a lot moves, so he passes me... but he's quick and slows down and gets on my right, and gives me the dirtiest fucking looks ever, and starts closing in, trying to ram my fucking car off the road.
Remember we are on a highway going about 70 mph.
the fucker is trying real hard, as scared as i was, i'm still a dick at heart. So i waved and smiled started joyously laughing. My passenger is crying.
the vigilante mexican takes offense to my total disregard for his threats. He speeds up in front and starts slowing down to about 30.
this is bad. So i signal to pull over. now my passenger is yelling at me telling me to stop, unbeknownst to her, i am ready to use a fog horn in keep in my car for such occasions.
He pulls over, I pull over. there is a distance of 3 cars in between us.
His door opens. My door opens
he steps out.
I slam my door, floor the damn car, pass him while blowing that horn, filling the car and outside with all of it's delicious, ear destroying glory.
pulled off onto the palisades, never saw the motherfucker again.
Victory? Maybe not, but at least i'm not a mexican driving a Eco-Line van.