damn... venting time bout porsche!!!
ok... so today I take my brother out to lunch (hes 12 and I'm 20) I haven't hung out with him for like.. the last month... (I'm a workaholic... I work up to around... 80 hours per week). After having a good meal in the San Gabrial Valley.. I get on the 10 freeway heading E. this stupid porsche boxster (brand new with dealer plates) cuts RIGHT in front of me, so... as one would normally do.. I lay on my horns. the motherF'ER slams his brakes and gets out of his car and starts talking crap to me!
The setting... (for those that live around LA) 3 in the afternoon on a monday on the 10 freeway heading E... equals... TRAFFIC! so basiclly.. when he gets out of his car, people behind me are laying on their horns too, but noooooo~ that doesn't get to this guy.. he comes over and starts talking crap to me.
him: what the F?
me: move your F'ing car out of the F'ing way! get out of the F'ing road!
him: right now, on the side, lets go, F'ing kick your ass, RIGHT NOW ON THE SIDE
me: shut the F up and move your F'ing car you stupid (_)_) motherF'er!
so then he moves his car, and I take off, but he starts to follow me, so I'm trying to shake him off in traffic, but with my 12 year old in my car, I didn't want to play too dangerously, so I kept it kind of slow for him.. and hes tailing me. so as my exit gets near (Baldwin) the carpool lane to my right opens up for cars to exit, I get in the exit lane and he pulls up right besides me and this is how our 2nd converstion goes...
him: you F'ed up man! where to huh? my place or your place? you F'ing F'ed up man! (with a evil smark)
me: man.... F you! grow the F up you stupid (_)_)
(hes in his mid 30's or late 30's)
him: where you want to take his? your house or my place, going to F you up!
me: ok, so you want to play? come on, lets play you F'ing faggot.
so when we're going bout... 30, I drop it into 2nd... and go WOT. That little boxster stood no chance... he tried to stay with me for like... 3 seconds... and realized that he was NOT going anywhere, so he pulls out of the lane trying to catch me and goes back into the traffic. oh ya... thats a kill for me.. my first boxster kill, anyways, back to the story... so I get off the freeway and I'm so pissed about it... but when I get home, I call the CHP because I'm afraid the guy might call it in to them as a hit and run because when he was tailing me, I see him on the phone.. and when we had our 2nd converstion... that
ing smark on his face... that just really scared me.. I'm afraid of 3 things...
1) calling in the CHP and making up some
that I hit him
2) being able to run my plates and finding out where I live
3) being a traid or gang member and finding out where I live....
I know my road rage got the best of me.. I'm regreting laying on the horns and starting all this mess... cause I live at home and with my family.... I got a 12 year old brother which I do not want anything happening to him... and you know... if I ever see him get near my front door.. I'm just going to put one betwee his eyes... but ya... I got home and called the CHP and they documented this event and then I called the police and they explained to me that.. I'm allowed to use "lethal force" to defend myself if he tries to do anything to me or my family
so the minute he gets on near me or my brother... bam bam, I'm going to make sure that I'm the last thing on earth he ever sees. damn porsche owner.. think they rule the road..... I swear... but ya... thanks for those that read... and some input would be cool.... just wanted to vent my shitty encounter with this posrche
er.... he doesn't desrve that car.... and damn cheapskate... if he would of bought a 911 or carrera..... then he could play with me... if not... at least a boxster S.... but he messed up and bought aboxster.... thinking that he could take me on... ate him good.
The setting... (for those that live around LA) 3 in the afternoon on a monday on the 10 freeway heading E... equals... TRAFFIC! so basiclly.. when he gets out of his car, people behind me are laying on their horns too, but noooooo~ that doesn't get to this guy.. he comes over and starts talking crap to me.
him: what the F?
me: move your F'ing car out of the F'ing way! get out of the F'ing road!
him: right now, on the side, lets go, F'ing kick your ass, RIGHT NOW ON THE SIDE
me: shut the F up and move your F'ing car you stupid (_)_) motherF'er!
so then he moves his car, and I take off, but he starts to follow me, so I'm trying to shake him off in traffic, but with my 12 year old in my car, I didn't want to play too dangerously, so I kept it kind of slow for him.. and hes tailing me. so as my exit gets near (Baldwin) the carpool lane to my right opens up for cars to exit, I get in the exit lane and he pulls up right besides me and this is how our 2nd converstion goes...
him: you F'ed up man! where to huh? my place or your place? you F'ing F'ed up man! (with a evil smark)
me: man.... F you! grow the F up you stupid (_)_)
(hes in his mid 30's or late 30's)
him: where you want to take his? your house or my place, going to F you up!
me: ok, so you want to play? come on, lets play you F'ing faggot.
so when we're going bout... 30, I drop it into 2nd... and go WOT. That little boxster stood no chance... he tried to stay with me for like... 3 seconds... and realized that he was NOT going anywhere, so he pulls out of the lane trying to catch me and goes back into the traffic. oh ya... thats a kill for me.. my first boxster kill, anyways, back to the story... so I get off the freeway and I'm so pissed about it... but when I get home, I call the CHP because I'm afraid the guy might call it in to them as a hit and run because when he was tailing me, I see him on the phone.. and when we had our 2nd converstion... that
ing smark on his face... that just really scared me.. I'm afraid of 3 things... 1) calling in the CHP and making up some
that I hit him 2) being able to run my plates and finding out where I live
3) being a traid or gang member and finding out where I live....
I know my road rage got the best of me.. I'm regreting laying on the horns and starting all this mess... cause I live at home and with my family.... I got a 12 year old brother which I do not want anything happening to him... and you know... if I ever see him get near my front door.. I'm just going to put one betwee his eyes... but ya... I got home and called the CHP and they documented this event and then I called the police and they explained to me that.. I'm allowed to use "lethal force" to defend myself if he tries to do anything to me or my family
so the minute he gets on near me or my brother... bam bam, I'm going to make sure that I'm the last thing on earth he ever sees. damn porsche owner.. think they rule the road..... I swear... but ya... thanks for those that read... and some input would be cool.... just wanted to vent my shitty encounter with this posrche
er.... he doesn't desrve that car.... and damn cheapskate... if he would of bought a 911 or carrera..... then he could play with me... if not... at least a boxster S.... but he messed up and bought aboxster.... thinking that he could take me on... ate him good.
I'm just glad that you realized that you screwed up by honking your horn at him. Even though he cut in front of you, that's no reason for honking.
As far as "putting one between his eyes", remember that he may have family or friends worse than him and they might retaliate no matter how wrong this guy may be. I hope it's all over between the two of you. It's just too bad your little brother had to witness his and your actions. I hope he didn't learn anything bad.
As far as "putting one between his eyes", remember that he may have family or friends worse than him and they might retaliate no matter how wrong this guy may be. I hope it's all over between the two of you. It's just too bad your little brother had to witness his and your actions. I hope he didn't learn anything bad.
Originally posted by DarioManfretti
I'm just glad that you realized that you screwed up by honking your horn at him. Even though he cut in front of you, that's no reason for honking.
I'm just glad that you realized that you screwed up by honking your horn at him. Even though he cut in front of you, that's no reason for honking.
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