Coming home, I notice this big domestic tailing me very close. It was like one of those big ugly tan buicks from the 80s. I accelerate a little more and he seems to want more. So I give it to him... and open up about 4 car lengths. My favorite turn comes up and I dive into it hard.

I glance back at the rear view... It looked like he didn't follow me through the turn. About a second or two later I looked again... and I see that he did follow me. Almost killing himself in the process.

Seems that he skidded on the turn and ended up on the wrong side of the road. He had to overcorrect his turn to get back onto the right side of the road. Fortunately there were no cars around us and no one got hurt. He backed down after that, but I was shaking my head the rest of the way home.

Thinking how sad that was.

 

I like your car, it looks nice.

 

He probably liked they way your car looked and wanted to get a closer view...

 

I see a lot of body roll and a hubcap flying off of it...