Hit and (try to) Run
Last night I was involved in a hit and (try to) run. Idiot tried to merge into my lane from "a right turn only lane" on an entrance ramp at the last second while I was in a right turn lane beside him on the left. Clips me. I stop on the ramp, he slows down then speeds off down the road. This fucker ain't getting away with this. I have to drive down a hill; through wet grass, from the ramp to get on to the road he was on while he was speeding off. B*tch, your Dodge Ram can't out run my M5. Chasing him while on the phone with the police. I see him turn into a neighbor to try and hide. I turn into said neighborhood, and the asshat is trying to roll through with his lights off. Hey dumbass, I see your lights when you brake. He turns into a cul-de-sac; lights still off, into some random driveway, where I promptly block him in with my car. First thing out of his mouth, "That was your fault". My response, "B*tch, why did you run?" Those bright lights on my car are from the cops when they arrived.
Funny thing. I hear the Cop ask him why he ran. He says "I was scared, I don't know if he has a gun in there". Wah, wah, excuses, excuses. You ran because you knew you fucked up. Cop comes over to me in my car and I say loud and clear so his b*tch as* could hear (not referring to the cop), "I have a firearm in my car, here is my permit."
He is getting charged with hit and run, and the cops thanked me for properly letting them know I was concealed carrying.
Mike a.k.a TaSkMaStA
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