I was on my commute home this afternoon, about halfway home on the freeway. Traffic was moving well, just about the speed limit. I saw a fancy black car come swooping down behind me. I changed lanes, unfortunately at about the same time, and into the same lane as it. The driver, a young woman, a teenager really, jammed on her brakes. She zipped out next to me in the right hand lane, and then turned to me. She flipped me off, screamed at me a couple times, and then floored it.
She got about 50 yards before the CHP she cut off lit her up.
And yes, I did point and laugh when I drove past her again.
Posted by Frinklin at September 29, 2004 05:47 PMOh man, I love when that happens. It's enough to make your day, week, month, and year in one moment of karmic retribution.
Posted by: Richard at September 29, 2004 07:06 PM