here is a good story

out of all the cars i owned, my pride and joy was a 1970 ford fairlane 500.
351, 12-1 comp, duel 600 hollys, big cam that made it sound nice in the morning.
back then i worked from 6 in the afternoon to 6 in the morning every day.
one fine morning of feeling tired after boxing plastic pellets all night long, sitting in line waitting my turn to go through the baytown tunnel almost put me to sleep.
then when i get to the back roads going home i get this tail gater trying to push me down the road behind the bayer plant.
im too tired for this **** so i slow down, no body comming the other way, plenty of room to pass and this MF gets on my *** flashing his brights, blowing his horn so i slow down more.
thats when this bastard bumped me.
oh hell no, im wide awake now, the idea is to speed up and pull in to the gas station up ahead and follow this bastard to where ever and give him the beatting of his life.
when i opened her up his *** fell way back, and here he comes, little by little he gets bigger in my rear view and gets on my *** again, flashing lights, blowen his horn and damn it to hell he bumps me again.
next thing i know im being ramed, i slam on the breaks, he takes out my *** end and turns me sideways crunching in the side of my car.
my head hit in to the door and cut me.
this bastard jumps out and starts screaming at me, stupid mother ******, kick you ***, nothing worng with you get the **** out.
im in my seat dazed from the blow to my head and he tries to yank me out of my car with the seat belt on, then my head went to the side from him hitting me.
when the words came out of his mouth, im gona kill you, thats when i reached inbetween the seats, pulled up the 357, raised my arm placing the gun behind my head aimed his way and BOOOOM, shot a hole in my roof.
i crawled over the shifter, out the passenger door, he was running around the front of the car and i swung up my arm and BOOM in his direction.
he takes off running back to his truck, im getting my bearrings and aim.
BOOOOM right in the ***, hit the left cheek, while he was falling i let another round go and hit him in the arm.
i walked around the car, right up him and stuck the gun in his face and told him
today you fucked with the wrong man.
you have no idea how much i wanted to kill this man.
i walked away, crawled back in to my car and limped home.
to this day, no cop has come up and asked me about that day or charges brought up on me for shooting him and trying to kill him.
becarfull who you play games with on the road, you have no idea how it will turn out.

 

jeez remind me to never **** you off, and oh yea, i ******* hate tailgaters, me and D_reks5.3 get into now and then with people,wasnt to long ago i was screaming at some guy in a neighborhood for riding my ***, lucky he didnt get a trailer hitch in his grill

 

everytime i have someone tailgate real bad and dont wanna go around i lock them down, i dont care if they hit me i got insurance.. last week i had one do that and i locked them down and the ran off the the median to keep from hitting me and then they came flying up next too me blowning the horn and i just gave them the good ole finger... but i do that everytime someone gets that close

 

Damn Pappy!!! That's how to do it. I keep my .357 with me for the same reason!

 

guys......you know they make license plate frames that have a scrolling marque at the top. you can program anything u want it to say.

one night.... i was driving down I-10 and this tailgater was on my ***. couldn't see his head lights he was so close. waited till i got next to a 18 wheeler (on the left side) and slammed on the breaks, and he swerved to the left.......little did he know cuz his focus was on me there was a cop coming up in the far left lane and he sideswiped him.

pulled over made sure the cop was ok, called the dispatch on his radio. he looked up at me and said go. so i left lol

 

haha ya id left too when he said go..

 

mybigwarwagon is my big brother, he is a junker has normally always has a trailer in tow.

I used to junk cars alot myself on the side for extra cash. For 3 months, I hauled cars all day for a car lot, it was fun but I got a job offer and went back to normal job.

I buy several wrecks or otherwise damaged cars a year and put them back together to resale. I will usually by similiar vehicles for parts that are damaged also. And, like anyone will tell you, if you have a trailer, people will come out of the wood work to ask you to move stuff for them.

 

I used to have buddy who was 6'4" and about 270 pounds. Big black guy, nice as could be, really a big teddy bear wouldnt hurt a fly. He was riding with me in my 70 Bonneville and we had a guy lock on our rear in a 80's Camaro. the guy wouldnt go away. I slowed down, sped up, stopped, did everything but back up and he just stayed there. Finally i told Cannon ( funny name for a huge teddy bear I know) to put his big arm over the back of the seat and turn and look at the guy. He did. Camaro slammed on his brakes and stayed waaaaay back. Funny as hell.

 

CANNON hahaha that is a funny name

 

very true