camarokev
05-08-2006, 10:13 PM
so yeah, I'm making my commute tonight home from college at FDU, and I'm on route 46, right across from Kevil. I'm going about 50 or so in the right hand lane, when I signal to make a lane change to pass a guy. As soon as I make my lane change, some ahole comes right up on my ass when i'm goin about 55. So, we pass a few people on that stretch, and we come up to the bigass hill starting to go down it. There's a guy on the right of me now, going 55 down the hill, and I'm pretty much stuck in the left lane, because there's cars behind the guy going 55.
Meanwhile, that guy that's behind me continues to be RIGHT up on my ass. I mean within inches of my rearend, couldn't even see his friggin lights. So I'm getting pissed, so I kept goin at about 55ish down the hill, all the while he's right on my ass. Now, I woulda passed the guy goin 55 and gone in the right lane, but the speed limit is 45 on that hill, and by this time we're coming up on the speedtrap at the end of it. So by this time I was like screw it... I'm goin 45. So I slow down, the guys still on my ass.
Now, we come up to make the left hand turn. So now I was really ****in pissed, so just to **** with him, I slowed down to 25 in a 40 on that road the whole trip. We come around that little bend, right by the Eckerd and Right Aid, and he immediately tries to pass me goin like 40ish.
I went into the right lane there, put my window down, and went, "Yo, there a friggin problem man." The guy proceeds to go, "You were being a f*ckin ******* and not getting over." I said to him, "Dude, I couldn't get over, cars were on both sides of me and you were right on my ass." "Yeah, you're a friggin idiot... get those six cylinders with the dual exhaust going F*CKER."
Now here's the cool part. He was driving this POS early 90's red honda, with Rust all over and huge huge dents, sounded like **** too. I told him, "Yo... all you're driving is a f*ckin four banger man... no offense, but tough ****... you don't like it, deal with it."
Then I let him go. Some friggin people. He looked like a guy that goes to the gym I go to though- I just hope he's not a total friggin nut and doesn't smash up my car or something while I'm parked in the gym parking lot.
But yeah... I probably would've been cool with it and been nice and gotten over IF he hadn't been on my ass the entire time and if I didn't have to speed up to around 60ish on that hill when it's a 45. Screw him... tough **** if he didn't like the fact that I was going the speed limit.
Oh well, end of rant.
Meanwhile, that guy that's behind me continues to be RIGHT up on my ass. I mean within inches of my rearend, couldn't even see his friggin lights. So I'm getting pissed, so I kept goin at about 55ish down the hill, all the while he's right on my ass. Now, I woulda passed the guy goin 55 and gone in the right lane, but the speed limit is 45 on that hill, and by this time we're coming up on the speedtrap at the end of it. So by this time I was like screw it... I'm goin 45. So I slow down, the guys still on my ass.
Now, we come up to make the left hand turn. So now I was really ****in pissed, so just to **** with him, I slowed down to 25 in a 40 on that road the whole trip. We come around that little bend, right by the Eckerd and Right Aid, and he immediately tries to pass me goin like 40ish.
I went into the right lane there, put my window down, and went, "Yo, there a friggin problem man." The guy proceeds to go, "You were being a f*ckin ******* and not getting over." I said to him, "Dude, I couldn't get over, cars were on both sides of me and you were right on my ass." "Yeah, you're a friggin idiot... get those six cylinders with the dual exhaust going F*CKER."
Now here's the cool part. He was driving this POS early 90's red honda, with Rust all over and huge huge dents, sounded like **** too. I told him, "Yo... all you're driving is a f*ckin four banger man... no offense, but tough ****... you don't like it, deal with it."
Then I let him go. Some friggin people. He looked like a guy that goes to the gym I go to though- I just hope he's not a total friggin nut and doesn't smash up my car or something while I'm parked in the gym parking lot.
But yeah... I probably would've been cool with it and been nice and gotten over IF he hadn't been on my ass the entire time and if I didn't have to speed up to around 60ish on that hill when it's a 45. Screw him... tough **** if he didn't like the fact that I was going the speed limit.
Oh well, end of rant.