Joined
·
1,226 Posts
Driving back from work on this nice morning with nothing but pitch black, trees, and me. Enjoying Macklemore's cd The Heist which by the way has some good songs I reccomend checkin it out. See a car up the way with some BRIGHT ass blue lights, waiting to pull out of another desolate, lightless road. I payed no attention until it pulled out and came screaming up on my ass.
He's riding my bumper as if he's preparing to pass, but no traffic in sight so why not pass me? Rides my ass with his stupid obnoxiously bright output lights and I'm beginning to get frustrated. Finally come up to a stop sign with a street light, and just like that, my agitation turns to excitement when I see the "M" badge on the grill flash from the street light.
You all know the feeling, perking up, eyes widen, and feeling the blood start to flow. I'm turning a quarter mile up to get on the interstate hoping for this "M" to join me. My prayers were answered hallelujah!
I creeped onto the interstate to about 40mph and this cat rolls up next to me, pacing me, stabbin the gas, he's ready, and so am I. I flipped over to S mode, preceded to honk off slowly 1.... 2.... 3.
I ripped this clowns car so hard I was shocked, stomped his ass by at least two busses. I shut down at 130, in my process of slowing down he came screaming up again, got on my ass, then slowed down again. I figured he wanted to go again. I slowed way up but he matched my slow down and wouldn't line up.
An exit comes up and with no hesitation he mashes it, cuts to the left lane, cuts me off, and just barely makes his exit. But then I saw what shocked me back to reality in the most unfortuante of ways..
What I thought was a mid 2000s blacked out/ red "M" was just a black/red 330xi with a M badge on the front..
I WANT MY ****ING GAS BACK! measly ass 3.0L v6.. I'm extremely disheartened. I felt defeated in a way, I'm not even proud of puppy kicking this clown regardless of his horrible driving etiquette. Alas hopefully you all enjoyed the story.. as for me, well I'm going to bed.
Sent from AutoGuide.com Free App
He's riding my bumper as if he's preparing to pass, but no traffic in sight so why not pass me? Rides my ass with his stupid obnoxiously bright output lights and I'm beginning to get frustrated. Finally come up to a stop sign with a street light, and just like that, my agitation turns to excitement when I see the "M" badge on the grill flash from the street light.
You all know the feeling, perking up, eyes widen, and feeling the blood start to flow. I'm turning a quarter mile up to get on the interstate hoping for this "M" to join me. My prayers were answered hallelujah!
I creeped onto the interstate to about 40mph and this cat rolls up next to me, pacing me, stabbin the gas, he's ready, and so am I. I flipped over to S mode, preceded to honk off slowly 1.... 2.... 3.
I ripped this clowns car so hard I was shocked, stomped his ass by at least two busses. I shut down at 130, in my process of slowing down he came screaming up again, got on my ass, then slowed down again. I figured he wanted to go again. I slowed way up but he matched my slow down and wouldn't line up.
An exit comes up and with no hesitation he mashes it, cuts to the left lane, cuts me off, and just barely makes his exit. But then I saw what shocked me back to reality in the most unfortuante of ways..
What I thought was a mid 2000s blacked out/ red "M" was just a black/red 330xi with a M badge on the front..
I WANT MY ****ING GAS BACK! measly ass 3.0L v6.. I'm extremely disheartened. I felt defeated in a way, I'm not even proud of puppy kicking this clown regardless of his horrible driving etiquette. Alas hopefully you all enjoyed the story.. as for me, well I'm going to bed.
Sent from AutoGuide.com Free App