th3n00b
04-16-07, 06:47 PM
Some people make me want to piss blood all over their windshields. For those of you that don't know, I live in Oregon/SW Washington. It rains here. A hell of a lot. So you'd think that people here would be climatized to the weather by now right? RIGHT??? NO! Wrong!
I was driving yesterday, it was bright sunny weather I was doing about 75 MPH. All of a sudden, two rain drops hit my windshield....Oh crap I think. I know what's coming. I can see the brake lights start up ahead. No no no, this isn't happening. I hit the accelerator, determined to plow through this mess, not caring who or what stands in my way.
I hit the left shoulder of the I-5 at about 85 miles an hour. My icy hot stuntin acura fishtailing in the debris that litters our god forsaken highways. Kittens, old people, high school cheer leading squads thundered over my hood and I plowed through the vile mess that was a traffic jam accross 4 lanes of highway. I swerved to avoid the Family of four in the Dodge stratus doing 25 in the fast lane, realized my mistake, bakced up and shot them all in the face with my pepper spray of justice. I then continued on toward my destination.
I cracked a 40 oz of Old English just because I was commited to about 7 different felonies so far and it would be foolish to slow down now. The sprinkles turned into a brief shower and then abruptly cleared. I was able to turn the cruise control back on. I drove into the clear blue western sky, leaving a trail of fire and calamity in my wake.
I snapped back awake as a horn behind me blared letting me know that, "yes, it's okay to move forward half a car length now." Stupid, soul sucking traffic.
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I was driving yesterday, it was bright sunny weather I was doing about 75 MPH. All of a sudden, two rain drops hit my windshield....Oh crap I think. I know what's coming. I can see the brake lights start up ahead. No no no, this isn't happening. I hit the accelerator, determined to plow through this mess, not caring who or what stands in my way.
I hit the left shoulder of the I-5 at about 85 miles an hour. My icy hot stuntin acura fishtailing in the debris that litters our god forsaken highways. Kittens, old people, high school cheer leading squads thundered over my hood and I plowed through the vile mess that was a traffic jam accross 4 lanes of highway. I swerved to avoid the Family of four in the Dodge stratus doing 25 in the fast lane, realized my mistake, bakced up and shot them all in the face with my pepper spray of justice. I then continued on toward my destination.
I cracked a 40 oz of Old English just because I was commited to about 7 different felonies so far and it would be foolish to slow down now. The sprinkles turned into a brief shower and then abruptly cleared. I was able to turn the cruise control back on. I drove into the clear blue western sky, leaving a trail of fire and calamity in my wake.
I snapped back awake as a horn behind me blared letting me know that, "yes, it's okay to move forward half a car length now." Stupid, soul sucking traffic.
http://img126.imageshack.us/img126/7859/bearclavpq3.jpg