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What IS it with people in Northern VA? They have this compulsive need to be complete assholes on the road for no particular reason, and I just can't figure out why.
In the Saturn, I had given up on my turn signals because using them was looked upon as a challenge by other drivers to see if they could fuck you. The turn indicator lever was also far enough behind the wheel that using it was a minor annoyance for me.
The BMW has the lever closer to the wheel, and since it's easy and convenient to signal, I pretty much always do so. This morning I signal to move over from where the DTR (Dulles Toll Road) merges on to I-66 E, and this asshole in a minivan floors it to try and close the hole? What the fuck? Dude, you're in a bimbo box with a dinky 4 cyl. and an automatic that can't make up its mind what gear to be in, and me, well, I've got far more engine than car, I can do 60MPH in second and still not be at red line, and my tranny is as decisive as I want it to be since it's a manual six. I've gotten used to having a lot of ready power, and proceeded to make the point. Asshole in a BMW; yep, that's me.
It was quarter after six. It's not like traffic sucked, everyone was moving. What was this asshole's problem? His problem is that he's typical for here. This is my commute. Every. Day. My fellow inhabitants of the highways and byways are either too busy to actually pay attention and drive, or actively hostile.
The Bug I drove in high school was ugly. It had a white body with blue doors and trunk lid that I migrated from another bug. It had a smiley face in krylon on one door, and a peace sign in krylon on the other. It had a loud ass tuned exhaust. It looked like hell on wheels. It was also avoided by other drivers because it was obvious that I wasn't afraid to hit them with it. No one fucked with me, except for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evilxyzzy, and his bug looked worse than mine. Both, mechanically, were in far better shape than anyone who looked at them would ever have guessed.
If I take a hammer and a couple cans of krylon to the BMW, will all the other assholes on the road around here quit fucking with me?
Please?
In the Saturn, I had given up on my turn signals because using them was looked upon as a challenge by other drivers to see if they could fuck you. The turn indicator lever was also far enough behind the wheel that using it was a minor annoyance for me.
The BMW has the lever closer to the wheel, and since it's easy and convenient to signal, I pretty much always do so. This morning I signal to move over from where the DTR (Dulles Toll Road) merges on to I-66 E, and this asshole in a minivan floors it to try and close the hole? What the fuck? Dude, you're in a bimbo box with a dinky 4 cyl. and an automatic that can't make up its mind what gear to be in, and me, well, I've got far more engine than car, I can do 60MPH in second and still not be at red line, and my tranny is as decisive as I want it to be since it's a manual six. I've gotten used to having a lot of ready power, and proceeded to make the point. Asshole in a BMW; yep, that's me.
It was quarter after six. It's not like traffic sucked, everyone was moving. What was this asshole's problem? His problem is that he's typical for here. This is my commute. Every. Day. My fellow inhabitants of the highways and byways are either too busy to actually pay attention and drive, or actively hostile.
The Bug I drove in high school was ugly. It had a white body with blue doors and trunk lid that I migrated from another bug. It had a smiley face in krylon on one door, and a peace sign in krylon on the other. It had a loud ass tuned exhaust. It looked like hell on wheels. It was also avoided by other drivers because it was obvious that I wasn't afraid to hit them with it. No one fucked with me, except for
evilxyzzy, and his bug looked worse than mine. Both, mechanically, were in far better shape than anyone who looked at them would ever have guessed.If I take a hammer and a couple cans of krylon to the BMW, will all the other assholes on the road around here quit fucking with me?
Please?
What IS it with people in Northern VA? They have this compulsive need to be complete assholes on the road for no particular reason, and I just can't figure out why.
In the Saturn, I had given up on my turn signals because using them was looked upon as a challenge by other drivers to see if they could fuck you. The turn indicator lever was also far enough behind the wheel that using it was a minor annoyance for me.
The BMW has the lever closer to the wheel, and since it's easy and convenient to signal, I pretty much always do so. This morning I signal to move over from where the DTR (Dulles Toll Road) merges on to I-66 E, and this asshole in a minivan floors it to try and close the hole? What the fuck? Dude, you're in a bimbo box with a dinky 4 cyl. and an automatic that can't make up its mind what gear to be in, and me, well, I've got far more engine than car, I can do 60MPH in second and still not be at red line, and my tranny is as decisive as I want it to be since it's a manual six. I've gotten used to having a lot of ready power, and proceeded to make the point. Asshole in a BMW; yep, that's me.
It was quarter after six. It's not like traffic sucked, everyone was moving. What was this asshole's problem? His problem is that he's typical for here. This is my commute. Every. Day. My fellow inhabitants of the highways and byways are either too busy to actually pay attention and drive, or actively hostile.
The Bug I drove in high school was ugly. It had a white body with blue doors and trunk lid that I migrated from another bug. It had a smiley face in krylon on one door, and a peace sign in krylon on the other. It had a loud ass tuned exhaust. It looked like hell on wheels. It was also avoided by other drivers because it was obvious that I wasn't afraid to hit them with it. No one fucked with me, except forevilxyzzy, and his bug looked worse than mine. Both, mechanically, were in far better shape than anyone who looked at them would ever have guessed.
If I take a hammer and a couple cans of krylon to the BMW, will all the other assholes on the road around here quit fucking with me?
Please?
In the Saturn, I had given up on my turn signals because using them was looked upon as a challenge by other drivers to see if they could fuck you. The turn indicator lever was also far enough behind the wheel that using it was a minor annoyance for me.
The BMW has the lever closer to the wheel, and since it's easy and convenient to signal, I pretty much always do so. This morning I signal to move over from where the DTR (Dulles Toll Road) merges on to I-66 E, and this asshole in a minivan floors it to try and close the hole? What the fuck? Dude, you're in a bimbo box with a dinky 4 cyl. and an automatic that can't make up its mind what gear to be in, and me, well, I've got far more engine than car, I can do 60MPH in second and still not be at red line, and my tranny is as decisive as I want it to be since it's a manual six. I've gotten used to having a lot of ready power, and proceeded to make the point. Asshole in a BMW; yep, that's me.
It was quarter after six. It's not like traffic sucked, everyone was moving. What was this asshole's problem? His problem is that he's typical for here. This is my commute. Every. Day. My fellow inhabitants of the highways and byways are either too busy to actually pay attention and drive, or actively hostile.
The Bug I drove in high school was ugly. It had a white body with blue doors and trunk lid that I migrated from another bug. It had a smiley face in krylon on one door, and a peace sign in krylon on the other. It had a loud ass tuned exhaust. It looked like hell on wheels. It was also avoided by other drivers because it was obvious that I wasn't afraid to hit them with it. No one fucked with me, except for
evilxyzzy, and his bug looked worse than mine. Both, mechanically, were in far better shape than anyone who looked at them would ever have guessed.If I take a hammer and a couple cans of krylon to the BMW, will all the other assholes on the road around here quit fucking with me?
Please?
What IS it with people in Northern VA? They have this compulsive need to be complete assholes on the road for no particular reason, and I just can't figure out why.
In the Saturn, I had given up on my turn signals because using them was looked upon as a challenge by other drivers to see if they could fuck you. The turn indicator lever was also far enough behind the wheel that using it was a minor annoyance for me.
The BMW has the lever closer to the wheel, and since it's easy and convenient to signal, I pretty much always do so. This morning I signal to move over from where the DTR (Dulles Toll Road) merges on to I-66 E, and this asshole in a minivan floors it to try and close the hole? What the fuck? Dude, you're in a bimbo box with a dinky 4 cyl. and an automatic that can't make up its mind what gear to be in, and me, well, I've got far more engine than car, I can do 60MPH in second and still not be at red line, and my tranny is as decisive as I want it to be since it's a manual six. I've gotten used to having a lot of ready power, and proceeded to make the point. Asshole in a BMW; yep, that's me.
It was quarter after six. It's not like traffic sucked, everyone was moving. What was this asshole's problem? His problem is that he's typical for here. This is my commute. Every. Day. My fellow inhabitants of the highways and byways are either too busy to actually pay attention and drive, or actively hostile.
The Bug I drove in high school was ugly. It had a white body with blue doors and trunk lid that I migrated from another bug. It had a smiley face in krylon on one door, and a peace sign in krylon on the other. It had a loud ass tuned exhaust. It looked like hell on wheels. It was also avoided by other drivers because it was obvious that I wasn't afraid to hit them with it. No one fucked with me, except forevilxyzzy, and his bug looked worse than mine. Both, mechanically, were in far better shape than anyone who looked at them would ever have guessed.
If I take a hammer and a couple cans of krylon to the BMW, will all the other assholes on the road around here quit fucking with me?
Please?
In the Saturn, I had given up on my turn signals because using them was looked upon as a challenge by other drivers to see if they could fuck you. The turn indicator lever was also far enough behind the wheel that using it was a minor annoyance for me.
The BMW has the lever closer to the wheel, and since it's easy and convenient to signal, I pretty much always do so. This morning I signal to move over from where the DTR (Dulles Toll Road) merges on to I-66 E, and this asshole in a minivan floors it to try and close the hole? What the fuck? Dude, you're in a bimbo box with a dinky 4 cyl. and an automatic that can't make up its mind what gear to be in, and me, well, I've got far more engine than car, I can do 60MPH in second and still not be at red line, and my tranny is as decisive as I want it to be since it's a manual six. I've gotten used to having a lot of ready power, and proceeded to make the point. Asshole in a BMW; yep, that's me.
It was quarter after six. It's not like traffic sucked, everyone was moving. What was this asshole's problem? His problem is that he's typical for here. This is my commute. Every. Day. My fellow inhabitants of the highways and byways are either too busy to actually pay attention and drive, or actively hostile.
The Bug I drove in high school was ugly. It had a white body with blue doors and trunk lid that I migrated from another bug. It had a smiley face in krylon on one door, and a peace sign in krylon on the other. It had a loud ass tuned exhaust. It looked like hell on wheels. It was also avoided by other drivers because it was obvious that I wasn't afraid to hit them with it. No one fucked with me, except for
evilxyzzy, and his bug looked worse than mine. Both, mechanically, were in far better shape than anyone who looked at them would ever have guessed.If I take a hammer and a couple cans of krylon to the BMW, will all the other assholes on the road around here quit fucking with me?
Please?
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