AndyMarquisLIVE
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I met an extremely talented racecar driver. He was able to manuver his skylight blue Ford Taurus in and out lanes better than Dale Earnhardt, Jr. at Talladega.
It starts when I'm right next to the guy at a red light. I go, grab a sip of my Rockstar Energy Drink and change the song. So, the light turns green and squirreldick thought of this as the green flag. He gets along side of me (I'm doing 62 in the left lane) and then we're driving in harmony. I'm about 3 and 1/2 carlengths behind the vehicle in front of me. So, out of nowhere, squirreldick makes a sharp turn to the left, then he turns on his turn signal after the fact. As he's turning, he taps his brake to ensure he can (I'm not gonna say safely) make the pass. As he does so, he's within a couple of feet of my front bumper and then speeds up like John ####ing Force.
So, we end up at the next red light, I'm again along side Squirreldick (I guess he wasn't satisfied with the left lane). So, when the green comes out again, he tries round 2 - cuts me off. OK, so now I'm pissed because this guy is going to kill somebody. So, I pick up the gas and let those 6 cylinders under the hood come to life. I've got Windows Word Mobile up on my PDA on my dashboard for when I catch a red light - so I can type in his license plate number and let the authorities get this psychopath off the road.
Now I'm behind him and we're going about at least 75 when he decides to make some more "Bold moves." He cuts over all three lanes while cars are maybe a carlength and a half apart, speeds up, drives back into the left lane and puts on his E-Brake. I move my foot and slam my brakes as hard as I can trying to keep from, hitting him (because, clearly that's what he wanted). He then decides to make a turn at the light on St. Patricks Drive. So, I turn on my turn signal hoping to keep up. The next piece of driving had me impressed. He picks up the gas and drops the hammer, weaves back and fourth between lanes cutting off every single car and sending them all for their brakes, then drives over the curb into Target, speeds through the back area of Target, races through the parking lot, then he catches the red light. Unfortanently, I took the proper way, just so I can bring my SUV home in one piece.
At that point, I thought, "This man is a huge crash looking for a place to happen." Never did get his LP number to turn him over - just hoping a cop caught him later on down the road (though they'll probably just ignore it).
It starts when I'm right next to the guy at a red light. I go, grab a sip of my Rockstar Energy Drink and change the song. So, the light turns green and squirreldick thought of this as the green flag. He gets along side of me (I'm doing 62 in the left lane) and then we're driving in harmony. I'm about 3 and 1/2 carlengths behind the vehicle in front of me. So, out of nowhere, squirreldick makes a sharp turn to the left, then he turns on his turn signal after the fact. As he's turning, he taps his brake to ensure he can (I'm not gonna say safely) make the pass. As he does so, he's within a couple of feet of my front bumper and then speeds up like John ####ing Force.
So, we end up at the next red light, I'm again along side Squirreldick (I guess he wasn't satisfied with the left lane). So, when the green comes out again, he tries round 2 - cuts me off. OK, so now I'm pissed because this guy is going to kill somebody. So, I pick up the gas and let those 6 cylinders under the hood come to life. I've got Windows Word Mobile up on my PDA on my dashboard for when I catch a red light - so I can type in his license plate number and let the authorities get this psychopath off the road.
Now I'm behind him and we're going about at least 75 when he decides to make some more "Bold moves." He cuts over all three lanes while cars are maybe a carlength and a half apart, speeds up, drives back into the left lane and puts on his E-Brake. I move my foot and slam my brakes as hard as I can trying to keep from, hitting him (because, clearly that's what he wanted). He then decides to make a turn at the light on St. Patricks Drive. So, I turn on my turn signal hoping to keep up. The next piece of driving had me impressed. He picks up the gas and drops the hammer, weaves back and fourth between lanes cutting off every single car and sending them all for their brakes, then drives over the curb into Target, speeds through the back area of Target, races through the parking lot, then he catches the red light. Unfortanently, I took the proper way, just so I can bring my SUV home in one piece.
At that point, I thought, "This man is a huge crash looking for a place to happen." Never did get his LP number to turn him over - just hoping a cop caught him later on down the road (though they'll probably just ignore it).
