I’m not gonna bb code too lazy, To sum it up on this thread you can post driving stories, and talk about each others driving including mine. I have a past of reckless driving. Enjoy. Story 1: Highway to hell Another time, I was driving to Milwaukee to pick up a friend around midnight (Milwaukee is a 3 hour drive). For some ungodly reason there was traffic and I was going as fast as I could without driving too reckless (speeding up when no one was in front of me, changing lanes). There was a guy that got píssed off so he tried to catch up to me, gets too close behind me, and then switches to the left lane and flicks me off. I lose him for a bit, he comes up again to my right and holds a flash light at me or maybe records me idk I got scared. So I speed up, he sped up, I slowed down, he slows down, this happens for a while. When I need to switch lanes to exit the interstate, he blocks me, I honk, he honks back, I drive reckless to my left to switch lanes, drive up fast enough to lose him and exit through a small town. I find my way back to go to my original exit, eventually find it, floor it to get to Milwaukee faster since I lost time, and I speed by a cop. He was pulled over to the side, I’m going over 100, he doesn’t even follow me I shook his whole car, I was amazed. I take it that it was time to slow down so I did. A cop car got in the the tollway with me and surprisingly didn’t pull me over, I drive steady, get to Milwaukee, admire the downtown from the expressway, and go to the address I’m supposed to meet her at. I’ve never been to Milwaukee, I assume the state of Wisconsin is white, there were so many ghetto looking areas I thought I was at one of the ratchet cities near my house. We drive to a gas station, I see a bunch of gang members, a cop, a hooker, and stereotypical white girls. I’m like where tf am I? I fill up the tank and realize I’m hungry so we go to McDonald’s. There’s more ghetto ass people hollering and screaming I realize it’s because the drive thru was dragging ass and there was only one worker making the food, taking orders, and doing transactions. He gives me my food and I say thank you. He gave me a weird ass look. I’m guessing no one had ever said thank you there or he knew I wasn’t from there. Anyway I drive off. I floor my way to get home because I got school in the morning, my friend complains that it’s taking to long, for the life of me I wanted to slap the Latino outta her. I went off on her, she shut up, and I blasted the radio all the way home.
The Hardee's near me just had all its workers quit so only the manager was working the night I went there.
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