Today on my way home from work, I was in the middle lane of a 3 lane highway stuck behind this slow moving (50 in a 65) Grand Prix. This went on for about 3 miles then I finally caught a break and passed to the right of him. When I passed him, I looked over at him to try to figure out what his problem was and he decided to just flip me the bird!
Now, fully infuriated, I snugged my Dodge Motorsports hat, and decided this moron was going to pay. After I got past him, I got in front of him and slowed way down. I hate it when people do that, but I was pissed. I went for a mile or two and then got back over in the right hand lane. He then proceeded to pull up next to me screaming "get that MOPAR piece of **** outta my way!" I yelled back at him, "prove you have the better car and I'll leave you alone." He said fine, and I heard his car start to accellerate. We were nose to nose for about half a mile. He didn't act like he wanted to go over 65. Finally, he jumped into the fast lane and started speeding up.
This is the best part. When he jumped into the fast lane, he cut off a brand new silver R/T. He got yelled at again and got back into the middle lane and MOPAR laid waste to his pontaic p.o.s.
The R/T driver got off at the same exit I did and we were side by side at the traffic light. I gave him the DI.net web address so hopefully we'll have a new member out of this whole ordeal.
Now, fully infuriated, I snugged my Dodge Motorsports hat, and decided this moron was going to pay. After I got past him, I got in front of him and slowed way down. I hate it when people do that, but I was pissed. I went for a mile or two and then got back over in the right hand lane. He then proceeded to pull up next to me screaming "get that MOPAR piece of **** outta my way!" I yelled back at him, "prove you have the better car and I'll leave you alone." He said fine, and I heard his car start to accellerate. We were nose to nose for about half a mile. He didn't act like he wanted to go over 65. Finally, he jumped into the fast lane and started speeding up.
This is the best part. When he jumped into the fast lane, he cut off a brand new silver R/T. He got yelled at again and got back into the middle lane and MOPAR laid waste to his pontaic p.o.s.
The R/T driver got off at the same exit I did and we were side by side at the traffic light. I gave him the DI.net web address so hopefully we'll have a new member out of this whole ordeal.