A scumbag in a beater who thought he was Mario Andretti cut me off hard on the northbound 110. I laid on my horn. He not only flipped me off, he turned around and looked at me -- just when the freeway made a sharp bend. He lost control of his car, which tried to fly into oncoming traffic. The center divider catch fence did its job and flung him back across traffic, by now about six feet off the ground, and ass end into a concrete retaining wall.

 

Sounds like a pipe dream to me

 

owned

 

Moral of the story:

DONT F WITH THE RAPTOR or God will F with you!

 

George, it sounds like your horn works perfectly fine to me.

 

instant karma

 

I want your horn!!!

Honk, and your opponents instantly FAIL

 

Sounds like justice was served.