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Originally Posted by HHI944
I hate people
Driving home, I was taking it nice and easy (keeping it to no more than 14 over as 14 over is a 0 point offense) and three ricetards ripped by me at roughly 100 hooting and hollering like imbeciles. This was on the bridge back onto the island. Right after the bridge is a nice long sweeper that has claimed more than a few cars driven by idiots. So, as I come up to the curve, I notice two of the cars pulled over to the side of the road and the other on it's side on the opposite side of the road. Being a reasonably decent human being, I stopped to check on the driver. He was injured, likely broke a few bones, but not critical so I turned to leave. The other guys started yelling at me to help. I 'politely' informed them that if I stayed, it would be my duty to inform law enforcement of what I observed and they would likely spend the rest of the night in the county detention center. Didn't make a difference though, I asked one of the plantation security guards if he heard and chatter....two arrests, one in the hospital who would be arrested when he was discharged.
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In about 1975 I was driving my 914 down to the Florida panhandle from Montgomery, AL in the bad old days of 55 MPH speed limit. It was a rural highway. I came up on a pickup with three guys in the cab drinking beer and tossing the bottles out the window. They tried to hit me with two throws but missed. I downshifted to pass them and get away from the south Alabama rednecks. They sped up. I ran to red line in 3rd and 4th and just as I got past them going way faster than I wanted the road had several curves. At the second curve I saw them slide right off the road and go into some tall weeds and brush. I sure as hell did not care if they made it or not. I was just glad I did not get hit with a beer bottle.
Good Friday morning folks.