so this morning i was driving to school (it's a 45 minute drive roughly) and i was coming up behind this monster huge semi truck thing. i didn't want to be behind it because you know trucks kick up a lot of wind and that jerks my car around and makes me think i'm going to die. so i passed it. and as i was passing it i looked down and realized that i was going 90. fucking 90 and i was barely going faster than that stupid truck. so i got around the truck and slowed down a bit. and the truck was so far up my ass that i couldn't see anything else but said truck in my rear view. i was about to call the cops about it and then it turned off and disappeared.
scared the shit out of me...
and then i was sick. so i drove back home.
scared the shit out of me...
and then i was sick. so i drove back home.
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I just am thinking a little too much of late. Heh.
That happened to me in Detroit once on a visit. I was almost pushing triple digits and those fucking psycho's were blazing past me, cutting in front, I was confident someone was going to die that day.