So this redneck broad is riding my ass today. I think we have a thread around here somewhere where we are talking about how tailgaters love to fly around you and slam on brakes.
Well, that is what redneck broad thought was going to happen. What actually happened was this:
Since we were going pretty slowly (since there was, you know a little traffic in front of me) and the road was two lanes in either direction (meaning she could and should pass if she's unhappy with the speed in her lane) I have her a mild brake check. I don't usually do that, but her behavior excessivly obnoxious and there was nobody behind her. I just flashed the lights, I didn't slam on the brakes. I don't do that.
Of course, since she was about half an inch from my bumper, she about threw her car out of alignment trying to stop.
So she did the obligatory tear around me with the intent to cut me off and slam on brakes. But I hadn't sped up at all when she changed lanes, and by the time she realized I was not where she thought I was, she was a safe distance to get in front of me. And it was hilarious to watch her awkwardly brake trying to get less distance between me and her.
I predicted that as well, and there was distance, so I was able to simply put even more distance by not accelerating. So now she's well in front of me, and she finally does her lane change and brake.
Yawn. I didn't even have to brake at all. That's a luxury you have when you don't tailgate. I could, however, see her pissed off and probably swearing face in her side mirror as she watched me. I don't know if she could see my face, but I hope so. I was laughing.
The kicker? A couple hundred yards down the road, she had to fight to switch lanes because all that foolishness she was trying to play put her in the wrong lane for her turn. Bottom line? She needed to be in the other lane. All she had to do from the get go was get in the other lane, but her little game of fail was way more important to her than just fucking driving her car to her destination.
Wow.
Well, that is what redneck broad thought was going to happen. What actually happened was this:
Since we were going pretty slowly (since there was, you know a little traffic in front of me) and the road was two lanes in either direction (meaning she could and should pass if she's unhappy with the speed in her lane) I have her a mild brake check. I don't usually do that, but her behavior excessivly obnoxious and there was nobody behind her. I just flashed the lights, I didn't slam on the brakes. I don't do that.
Of course, since she was about half an inch from my bumper, she about threw her car out of alignment trying to stop.
So she did the obligatory tear around me with the intent to cut me off and slam on brakes. But I hadn't sped up at all when she changed lanes, and by the time she realized I was not where she thought I was, she was a safe distance to get in front of me. And it was hilarious to watch her awkwardly brake trying to get less distance between me and her.
I predicted that as well, and there was distance, so I was able to simply put even more distance by not accelerating. So now she's well in front of me, and she finally does her lane change and brake.
Yawn. I didn't even have to brake at all. That's a luxury you have when you don't tailgate. I could, however, see her pissed off and probably swearing face in her side mirror as she watched me. I don't know if she could see my face, but I hope so. I was laughing.
The kicker? A couple hundred yards down the road, she had to fight to switch lanes because all that foolishness she was trying to play put her in the wrong lane for her turn. Bottom line? She needed to be in the other lane. All she had to do from the get go was get in the other lane, but her little game of fail was way more important to her than just fucking driving her car to her destination.
Wow.



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