Brakes hard. Brakes randomly. Brakes often. Brakes without stopping while going 20 mph down a dirt road and 35 on pavement where the speed limit is 50.
Helpfully rode my bumper down the narrowest curves of NB I-75 after midnight while I was stuck behind a weaving struggle bus in the left lane. Lagged half a mile behind when they could have gone around, but the minute things they couldn’t pass, they were back on me.
Driver self police merging drivers by trying to block and hit them. Then gets violently angry when he gets beat. Violent to the points of hitting his steering wheel, punching air, and flying spit.
Very poor MI driver, that needs his diaper changed and a time out.
What entitled person would roll up and cut someone off while they were backing up in the obscure little parking lot behind the gas station on University and Main, and then park right beside them?This woman in a GLA, of course.
If you want to do your good deed for the day, don’t hold up a line of drivers behind you to let someone turn left in front of you during a rare and fleeting green light on Walton. If you’re confused about right of way, the Secretary of State offers a wonderful booklet that can help you sort that out. Also, if you’re such a charitable soul, you might not want to give those stuck behind you the finger when they tap their horns to remind you that they have the right of way and places they’d like to be. Next time, lease some manners—and IQ points—with your little GLA.
Brakes hard. Brakes randomly. Brakes often. Brakes without stopping while going 20 mph down a dirt road and 35 on pavement where the speed limit is 50.