Driving to work on 23N this morning in the left lane when I come up to a black Dodge Charger going slower than I am. I get in the right lane, pass him, go back into the left lane a car length or 2 in front of him because of traffic in the right lane. Bro decides that I did something wrong and speeds up to ride my ass throwing his arms up in the air.
Couple minutes later I'm back in the right lane when I see him go flying by, passing people in the left median, kicking up rocks and shit that was hitting my car all the way over in the right lane. That's also when I noticed it must have been a V6 with an exhaust cause it sounded like shit, and he had some cheap ass aftermarket wheels on the car.
I catch up to him at a red light, pull next to him and decided that I'm going to make it known to him that he "drives like a douchebag in that piece of shit dodge". He then calls me a faggot and asked if I wanted to pull over, to which I reply "I'd love to but I need to get to work". Before I could get the last part of the sentence out, he takes off like a bat out of hell, swerving left and right within his lane (perhaps to show off his sweet handling skills?) and pulls into the gas station.
I just laughed, and I'm definitely not JELLY.
That's my story, thanks for reading.