I'm not an attention whore, but Intro wanted me to post this.
Last night, on the way home from a hockey game, I was chased around the streets of trenton New Jersey by a black Ford f-150. I was dropping my little brother off at my parents house, and when we pulled onto the street, I noticed a black ford with his highs flashing behind me. I tried to pull over but he wouldn't pass. I didn't cut anybody off and did'nt even notice the truck untilI pulled onto my parents street.
This bozo followed me to my parents driveway, and tried to hit me as I pulled up. I told everyone to stay in the car. The guy in the black car stopped and waited for five minutes then pulled away.
I told my brother to run in the house, and then pulled up next to my wife's car to let her out. Then I saw the same truck fly from around the corner behind me. I sped off down the street. I winded my way down my parents street at 55 (this is a residential neighborhood). I managed to get to the main road, and was doing 65 in a 35. The whole time he was trying to get on the side of me to run me off the road.
I managed to make my way to the warehouse district in trenton, where the road are very wide for the trucking. I was pushing 95-100 as this guys is still chasing me. I was turning at 55mph on the roads, which are so big it's more like a merge between businesses.
He finally stopped chasing us as we were going into the heart of trenton, because i guess he saw my wife calling the cops. I didn't want to stop because who knows what the nut was going to do?
Later on we found out that the kid is just a drunk who like to menace people from his high school-i don't know how he mistook me for a 17 year old, but who knows. He has done stuff like this before-and thankthe lord......I HAVE A NAME.
Here ya go intro
ashitaka
"I pray that I may never see the desert again-hear me God."-Robert Bolt