another roadrage/jealousy story
I was like WTF...
Driving back from New Orleans for my dad's funeral this weekend I was heading north on I-59 to Meridian passing through Pearl River, top down, cruise control at 75.
Well, this green F-150 passes me and I hear a shout through the window, but think nothing of it. His truck's littered with little 9-11 flags. He slows, slightly, and I pass the truck. Then, he speeds up next to me and starts yelling like "wanna fight" and "f-you" and flipping me off. I do my best to ignore him. For a little while he hangs right next to me. Oh yeah, it's a shirtless, shaveless redneck, probably lit up or high. His passenger looked about the same. I'm starting to get worried he's going to throw a beer can or bottle on me; I'm contemplating testing the S2k's 75-0 braking efficiency and flagging down another car to help. Well, nothing else happened except a few more birds from him and he falls back behind me (smart- so I can't get his license) and goes off the next exit. I showed alot of patience... he's lucky one of my psycho Marine Harrier pilot colleagues wasn't with me to rip his head off after he would have said "yeah, I'll fight your dumbass."
I think the Moral of the story is owning an S2000 in Mississippi is hard sometimes.
Driving back from New Orleans for my dad's funeral this weekend I was heading north on I-59 to Meridian passing through Pearl River, top down, cruise control at 75.
Well, this green F-150 passes me and I hear a shout through the window, but think nothing of it. His truck's littered with little 9-11 flags. He slows, slightly, and I pass the truck. Then, he speeds up next to me and starts yelling like "wanna fight" and "f-you" and flipping me off. I do my best to ignore him. For a little while he hangs right next to me. Oh yeah, it's a shirtless, shaveless redneck, probably lit up or high. His passenger looked about the same. I'm starting to get worried he's going to throw a beer can or bottle on me; I'm contemplating testing the S2k's 75-0 braking efficiency and flagging down another car to help. Well, nothing else happened except a few more birds from him and he falls back behind me (smart- so I can't get his license) and goes off the next exit. I showed alot of patience... he's lucky one of my psycho Marine Harrier pilot colleagues wasn't with me to rip his head off after he would have said "yeah, I'll fight your dumbass."
I think the Moral of the story is owning an S2000 in Mississippi is hard sometimes.
I know what you mean, because I am a Jackson, MS owner, and have had similar things like this happen to me. By the way, where did you buy your S2000? I bought mine at Rick Justice Honda in meridian.
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Originally posted by wjmb
I was like WTF...
I think the Moral of the story is owning an S2000 in Mississippi is hard sometimes.
I was like WTF...
I think the Moral of the story is owning an S2000 in Mississippi is hard sometimes.
Sorry hear about your father



