Well, Raptor, I hope you are not going to have the same luck with cars that I have had in the past 14 months.
Did they know how the roof damage happened? They drop a body on the car from the 5th floor or something?
Make an Explorer convertible out of it! Use it for an Airsoft support vehicle!
What happens when you leave your keys in the car unattended?
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When cops investigate an accident, do they assign a degree of difficulty to the accident as they do in olympic diving?
Your description sounds like a degree of difficulty of 9 on a 10 point scale.
Your description sounds like a degree of difficulty of 9 on a 10 point scale.
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and what's with putting those stupid big ass mufflers on their cars anyway? We have that here in wannabe city Fall River and it drives me nuts. I've come close to getting out of the car a few times and beating some poor slob into the pavement simply because he just had to cut me off, slow down, speed up, and rev his engine to compensate for the lack of what ought to be in his pants in the first place. Gawd I hate those f'ng lil' terds. They make no sense and thier plain rude for no good reason. Argh!
Do what I did once to a person who thought it was convient to get in front of me and slow down since I was going to slow.
It was late night and I was on a mission(bootycall mission for all who don't know, mind you this is before I met my wife). So I'm driving down I-94 and I'm doing the speed limit due to the fact that the Illinois State Troopers tend to frequent this stretch of highway late at night catching the would be racers because of the easy flow down this strip. So this red little piece of a car comes up behind me fast slows down flashes its brights then swerve's over passes me and jumps in front of me slow's down then taps brakes in a every I would say five to ten second pattern. I try to move into the next lane, now the killer of this story is its a she and not a he at three in the morning doing this. So my exit is coming up next not even 100 yards away so when I'm right on it I swerve three lanes and she's right with me onto the on ramp and nearly kills us both, so I slam on the brakes and brace myself for whatever comes next but she hits the gas real hard and gets back on the highway. So I'm pissed now as I hit the gas and fly right behind her as she proceeds on her way to Champagne/urbana which is about a two hour drive on open I-57. I barrel down on her and proceed to follow her about two car lengths behind flashing my high beams at her. Now I am a black man chasing a white woman down a desserted highway at three in the morning, if I didn't know ahead of time that on this stretch of I-57 there are no state troopers then I wouldn't of did it. So here we are doing about 85 all the way there cause her car couldn't go faster than that. I was in my 93 VW Passat GLX with the aforementioned pipe and some other after market work done on it to beef her up a little so at the time I was getting about 155mph out of my 45 degree angle V6. So we get to Champagne and she gets off at the first exit proceeds to a White Castle parking lot which they are open 24hrs. jumps out her car as I screech to a halt behind her and stands there half scared and half angry. I slowly climb out of my car and she screams at me WHY DID YOU DO THAT! So I calmly say same reason you did what you did, not knowing who is behind the wheel I do a stupid thing that could of gotten me killed. Got back in my car and drove to the nearest gas station to A. call my friend to let her know I won't beable to make it and B. get some gas because I was down to fumes. LoL.
The moral of the story: I can't think of one right now but on my end I could of found myself rotting away in a jail cell to this day after a good Rodney King incident if lady luck wasn't on my side. So I'm sure she will think twice about how she handles a person driving to slow for her.
DA
It was late night and I was on a mission(bootycall mission for all who don't know, mind you this is before I met my wife). So I'm driving down I-94 and I'm doing the speed limit due to the fact that the Illinois State Troopers tend to frequent this stretch of highway late at night catching the would be racers because of the easy flow down this strip. So this red little piece of a car comes up behind me fast slows down flashes its brights then swerve's over passes me and jumps in front of me slow's down then taps brakes in a every I would say five to ten second pattern. I try to move into the next lane, now the killer of this story is its a she and not a he at three in the morning doing this. So my exit is coming up next not even 100 yards away so when I'm right on it I swerve three lanes and she's right with me onto the on ramp and nearly kills us both, so I slam on the brakes and brace myself for whatever comes next but she hits the gas real hard and gets back on the highway. So I'm pissed now as I hit the gas and fly right behind her as she proceeds on her way to Champagne/urbana which is about a two hour drive on open I-57. I barrel down on her and proceed to follow her about two car lengths behind flashing my high beams at her. Now I am a black man chasing a white woman down a desserted highway at three in the morning, if I didn't know ahead of time that on this stretch of I-57 there are no state troopers then I wouldn't of did it. So here we are doing about 85 all the way there cause her car couldn't go faster than that. I was in my 93 VW Passat GLX with the aforementioned pipe and some other after market work done on it to beef her up a little so at the time I was getting about 155mph out of my 45 degree angle V6. So we get to Champagne and she gets off at the first exit proceeds to a White Castle parking lot which they are open 24hrs. jumps out her car as I screech to a halt behind her and stands there half scared and half angry. I slowly climb out of my car and she screams at me WHY DID YOU DO THAT! So I calmly say same reason you did what you did, not knowing who is behind the wheel I do a stupid thing that could of gotten me killed. Got back in my car and drove to the nearest gas station to A. call my friend to let her know I won't beable to make it and B. get some gas because I was down to fumes. LoL.
The moral of the story: I can't think of one right now but on my end I could of found myself rotting away in a jail cell to this day after a good Rodney King incident if lady luck wasn't on my side. So I'm sure she will think twice about how she handles a person driving to slow for her.
DA
Grim Diablo, Grand Admiral, Erebus System Survey Group
Death Angel, SGT, 13th MEU
Death Angel, SGT, 13th MEU
