I'm currently staying in a hotel about a mile from my house while my bathroom is being redone, and about 2AM this morning I got the munchies for some Doritoes. So, I figured I'd head over to the next town and hit up 7-11. Well, I'm going down this semi-country road w/ a speed limit of 45 MPH, and I'm doing 50 MPH. Well, this car comes blazing up behind me, crosses the double lines and passes me like I'm standing still. My first impulse was to go after the son of a bitch, but I let it go. Then today I had to run over the house to get some tools about 6PM. I was in the clear to back out of my driveway, so I backed out and started heading back to the hotel. I was doing 40 MPH, and the speed limit is 35 MPH. Well, this ****ing **** in a Camry comes speeding up right to my ass, then tries to pass over the double line. THIS time I said "no ****in' way!" and I sped up to keep her from passing me. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw she was yakking on a cell phone. Well, at the next red light I got out of my car, walked back to her window and gave her both verbal barrels. I let her know that I live on that street, and I'm not too fond of ***** like her making it a racetrack. I also pointed out that she was breaking the law by gabbing on the phone, and that I had her plate number down so I could report her to the cops. Well, the light turned green, and she made a quick turn off. Man, it's a good thing my buddy Louie VilleSlugga wasn't riding shotgun, or I'd prolly be in jail right now!
