True Story
Rolling with my friend Matt today in his EXTREMELY LOW Jetta, like 80/80mm drop. Its is HELLLLLA LOW. We're going across town to give a tool back to some guy.
Interstate on ramp round about, some Toyota 4Runner SRS whatever gets behind us, ON OUR ASS like a foot away, and passes us on the inside. It's a company car, has a company name and phone number in the windows. We're like "WHAT THE f**k?!!!!"
Get next him just to see if it's some crazy guy or what, the second we get window to window, he looks over, gives us the finger and starts to swerve at us. We speed up, I toss a half full Dairy Queen blizzard out window and NAIL HIS WINDSHIELD.
He speeds up, cuts us off almost clipping front end, tries to break check us (we knew it was gonna happen so had already backed off) and then he just SPEEDS OFF.
I call 911, give them full vehicle description, plate #, etc. and say he was doing 110 and almost hit us, looked drunk. They say they're gonna hunt him down.
WERD. The guy was a fag. I have a friend looking up the license plate # so I can get a his home address and egg his car.
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