So, just to recap:
1st time) In my accord, checked my window tint and exhaust, let me off with a warning
2nd time) In my Sebring, didn't flip me headlights on till I was already on the road, got off with a warning
3rd time)
At mcdonalds in my dad's Ram, helping a buddy get home since his civic blew up. Backed out of my space to pull up to a gas pump, and some guy in a white H3 honks his horn at me and flips me off like a crazy person. So, I decide to let him go infront of me. Crazy dude blocks the exit, gets out, and walks at me like he's going to do something. Obviously, seeing that I'm 6'1" and a 130lbs, and just had back surgery, I'm not defending myself against a raccoon, so I jam the Ram into Reverse, and I REALLY didn't mean to, but spun the tires backing up. Honestly though, I was just trying not to get knocked out by this dude. So he keeps walking towards me, so I throw it in 1st and I'm about to hop the curb and just dip, but then he gets back in his H3 and leaves. So I'm like WTF for real. This is rediculous, I didn't do ANYTHING wrong and this dude just FLIPPED shit. Well, I get my gas, and leave to take my buddy home. On the way, I notice a cop has followed me from Mcdonalds. He followed me for 3 miles through town, and when I got just outside of town, he lit me up. SO I pull over, kill it, and take off my cowboy hat (hehe... It says DODGE on it!!!) He takes my license and registration, and goes on to harass me about how my dad's license plates (5812K9) are registered to a BLACK Dodge Ram, not our blue one. So, I explain how my father had a black Ram, but sold it, and then purchased a Green Jeep Cherokee sport, but then sold it, And bought this blue ram, and that those plates were on all 3 vehicles. He runs the vin, and everything checked out with my story, and asks what I was doing spinning tires in Mcdonalds. So now I'm thinking ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Of course he is. So I say, "Well, I was backing out of my space at Mcdonalds, and someone in a White H3 just flips on me. I didn't get close to his vehicle, I hardly even noticed his presence beyond recognizing where he was so I wouldn't hit him. So, he honks at me, and flips me off. At this point, I decide it's probably best to just let him go in front of me, since he is obviously convinced that I have somehow wronged him. He then procedes to park his H3 in the middle of the parking lot, blocking my exit. When I see him get out of his Hummer, I realize that he could attack me, and I can't do anything to defend myself as I just had spinal fusion surgery. So my only thought was to put some distance between myself and him, so I backed up, and yes, I did spin my tires, but it wasn't like I was trying to show off, I was just trying to get away."
The officer then harasses me about how spinning tires is wreckless driving, and that he SHOULD write me a ticket, but won't. However, the next cop WILL.
I'm like OMFG. You can't be serious! ALL I did was try to protect myself. But I just agreed because I knew I wasn't getting a ticket so I wasn't about to argue.
Well then he asks why I didn't flag down an officer, and I said, "Well I didn't know what that would solve. I mean, All I could tell you is that someone in a white H3 just tried to attack me. I don't know his plates, or anything. And at any rate, That STILL requires me getting away first, which was my ONLY concern."
Apparantly, the guy in mommies H3 told the police that I almost hit him or something, and that I cursed at him and threatened him. RIIIIIIIIIIIGHT, some beanpole kid is going to threaten an adult. What a GREAT way to make sure I don't live to see 18. Idiot.
And now, I go to bed. Just thought I'd share MY night with my friends at cb7tuner.
Goodnight.
1st time) In my accord, checked my window tint and exhaust, let me off with a warning
2nd time) In my Sebring, didn't flip me headlights on till I was already on the road, got off with a warning
3rd time)
At mcdonalds in my dad's Ram, helping a buddy get home since his civic blew up. Backed out of my space to pull up to a gas pump, and some guy in a white H3 honks his horn at me and flips me off like a crazy person. So, I decide to let him go infront of me. Crazy dude blocks the exit, gets out, and walks at me like he's going to do something. Obviously, seeing that I'm 6'1" and a 130lbs, and just had back surgery, I'm not defending myself against a raccoon, so I jam the Ram into Reverse, and I REALLY didn't mean to, but spun the tires backing up. Honestly though, I was just trying not to get knocked out by this dude. So he keeps walking towards me, so I throw it in 1st and I'm about to hop the curb and just dip, but then he gets back in his H3 and leaves. So I'm like WTF for real. This is rediculous, I didn't do ANYTHING wrong and this dude just FLIPPED shit. Well, I get my gas, and leave to take my buddy home. On the way, I notice a cop has followed me from Mcdonalds. He followed me for 3 miles through town, and when I got just outside of town, he lit me up. SO I pull over, kill it, and take off my cowboy hat (hehe... It says DODGE on it!!!) He takes my license and registration, and goes on to harass me about how my dad's license plates (5812K9) are registered to a BLACK Dodge Ram, not our blue one. So, I explain how my father had a black Ram, but sold it, and then purchased a Green Jeep Cherokee sport, but then sold it, And bought this blue ram, and that those plates were on all 3 vehicles. He runs the vin, and everything checked out with my story, and asks what I was doing spinning tires in Mcdonalds. So now I'm thinking ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Of course he is. So I say, "Well, I was backing out of my space at Mcdonalds, and someone in a White H3 just flips on me. I didn't get close to his vehicle, I hardly even noticed his presence beyond recognizing where he was so I wouldn't hit him. So, he honks at me, and flips me off. At this point, I decide it's probably best to just let him go in front of me, since he is obviously convinced that I have somehow wronged him. He then procedes to park his H3 in the middle of the parking lot, blocking my exit. When I see him get out of his Hummer, I realize that he could attack me, and I can't do anything to defend myself as I just had spinal fusion surgery. So my only thought was to put some distance between myself and him, so I backed up, and yes, I did spin my tires, but it wasn't like I was trying to show off, I was just trying to get away."
The officer then harasses me about how spinning tires is wreckless driving, and that he SHOULD write me a ticket, but won't. However, the next cop WILL.
I'm like OMFG. You can't be serious! ALL I did was try to protect myself. But I just agreed because I knew I wasn't getting a ticket so I wasn't about to argue.
Well then he asks why I didn't flag down an officer, and I said, "Well I didn't know what that would solve. I mean, All I could tell you is that someone in a white H3 just tried to attack me. I don't know his plates, or anything. And at any rate, That STILL requires me getting away first, which was my ONLY concern."
Apparantly, the guy in mommies H3 told the police that I almost hit him or something, and that I cursed at him and threatened him. RIIIIIIIIIIIGHT, some beanpole kid is going to threaten an adult. What a GREAT way to make sure I don't live to see 18. Idiot.
And now, I go to bed. Just thought I'd share MY night with my friends at cb7tuner.
Goodnight.
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