Sorry I had to make you look bad on dale mabry. And Yes, I do have good brakes



Heres the premise:


I'm driving home from the gym when I see some retard in a white SUV that wants to play around (which later turns out to be an explorer). We're going about 40 so I throw it into third and pull a buslength or two on him by 120..No big deal I think, people try me all the time.

So at the next light he pulls up next to me and makes a smart ass comment about my brakes.. The things I had to use to stop me from going so much faster than him I suppose The light turns green, I pull corn fields and corn fields on this loser, he's gone. His headlights are gone he's so far back. So I slow up to a normal pace...but this guy won't quit..next thing I know he's 2 inches off my rear bumper


I guess if you can't beat em, tail gate em like a loser