Trouble strikes again
As mentioned in my previous entry, I detailed an ‘off road’ confrontation with some country folk. What I am about to tell is going to top it. Kara and I had finished renting a DVD from Video Warehouse and we were on our way back to her house. We were at the red light at 119 and there was a car beside me to my rear right. This was a piece of shit car and this chubby fat hick was continually revving his engine. After about 30 seconds of revving, Kara and I were thoroughly amused. I simply looked back at him and he pulled up beside me and put his hands in the air like he wanted to fight. I was thinking, “Oh God.” So, of course, he decides to follow us. We tried to loose him in town, but that didn’t work. So we tried to loose him in the country. It turned into a 30 minute high speed pursuit in the dark. It became extremely scaring because this guy tried to run me off the road at a high speed. Kara and I were both shaking. We were running out of options, so we were just going to go back into town and pull in the Police Station. On our way back, he came flying beside us, so I slammed my brakes on and started to follow HIM. This lasted for 2 seconds because he made the first right turn and I went straight. By the time he got turned around, we were GONE. Whoa, it was a scary experience, but we laughed about it all night. Trouble always finds us!