Spectre
The Deported
- Joined
- Feb 1, 2007
- Messages
- 36,832
- Location
- Dallas, Texas
- Car(s)
- 00 4Runner | 02 919 | 87 XJ6 | 86 CB700SC
Fuckwads who FUCKING SLOW DOWN OR STOP at the end of a on ramp make me have "Alex Jones freakout" levels of road rage.
The kind where my voice changes and grows hoarse from the screaming. Where my fists pound the steering wheel in a weird sort of "I'm choking the shit out of you" while I'm seeing shades of flashing red mist take over my vision.
The kind with language that would make my family wonder if i'm ok?
The kind where my goddamn temples throb because I'm that fucking seething with rage. Where I'm tempted to pass with a middle finger standing erect firmly in the offending driver's direction while laying on the horn.
It happened TWICE in one day, TWICE!
One incident proved that PA Subaru drivers fall into two camps - people who can drive (BRZ, WRX, mayyyybe Forester XT drivers) and people who shouldn't be allowed within 300 ft of a fucking car.
The latter are people who, instead of getting a licence renewal, should just be given a goddamn BUS PASS. But knowing them, they'd find some way to fuck that up and slow that down for everyone involved.
This is my trigger, a lot of the time, I'm calm.
Get big ass bumper with grille guard with some ridiculously bright lights. Wire them via relay to a very loud horn. Employ the horn when you see some idiot doing this and watch the panic set in, followed by their mindless fleeing.