[Deleted]
Record Breaker
Joined: Dec 2003
Posts: 1,555
Likes: 0
From: Manhattan, Kansas, United States
RE: CRAZIEST THING EVER?????
The craziest/dumbest thing I have ever done was when I wrecked my HEMI, I'll let you guys know what really happened that night when the insurance is all said and done and I have a new truck. My best friend who was in front of me and myself are the only people who actually know what happened at this time.
The second craziest thing was a road rage incident in March. This is a very long and on-going story. I was with a friend driving the HEMI and pulled up next to a very riced out Celica. We raced and I stomped him, when he pulled back up I was laughing and I guess that pissed him off. He started following me. He was a skinny little punk and I had another guy with me so I was like "What the hell is he gonna do?" Pretty soon there were four ricers behind me all full of guys, they were all little skinny punks but there was at least 16 of them. I decided to loose them, I was doing about 115 down the street and my governer kicked in so they were catching up so I drove through three neighborhoods so I could lose them. We then went to where my friend was parked and got in his car because I didn't have that much gas left. We then went to Taco Bell where we saw one of the cars that was following us. There were four guys in there but my friend and I were very confident we could take all of them since they were so little and both of us have taken boxing and marshal arts and can do pretty well in a fight. We got out and ran up to them and yelled for them to get out of the car. We thought they wantedf to fight anyway since they had been chasing us earlier. They floored the car out of that parking lot so we started to chase them. Pretty soon we were being tailed by the four cars again. My friend's Intrepid isn't fast (no offense to anyone) so we ran to where my truck was. We jumped out and sprinted to my truck so we could lose them again. One of them realized what we were doing and stopped about 40 feet in front of my truck trying to block us in. I just gunned it straight at him and he got out of the way (barely). My governer was kicking in again and they got all around my trying to box me in. They didn't really have the guts though, I'd swirve at them and the'd back off. I had no neighborhoods nearbye to go into so all I could do was wait for a median and drive over it hoping they would be too low to get over. There was a long median ahead with no crossroads so I jumped it and turned around, they could only watch me drive away. We were at my house when we remembered that my friend's car was still at the store. I took my mom's Bonneville so I could get away from them and so they might not see me. They were waiting by his car. We both had knives on us but we aren't stupid and have no intention of going to jail. I came up with a diversion plan. They were all out of their cars so I gunned it towards them and got their attention while my friend ran to his car. He drove way while I was circling these guys and yelling at them to fight fair and calling them some names. Then I took off. They chased me. I took it up to 130 and started to lose them but I was scared of a cop so I slowed down. Only two of the cars were still behind me. I slowe down a little more so they both came up ont the side of me. I then slammed on the brakes in hopes of turning down a side street when a lug nut smacks the side of my mom's car. Then they ran. I was outnumbered so I went home with my tail between my legs. I was PISSED OFF! I started asking around where I could find a white Celica with green graphics and a green accord with a personalized plates. I found out the go to one of the other schools in my district. One day when my mom was out of town I waited for my dad to go to work and then I called myself in sick to school. I drove down to the school and found all four cars in the parking lot parked next to each other. I asked around to all of my friends at that school and found out where they worked and stuff, I was going to screw with their heads. A week later I followed the Accord home and made sure he saw me, then I left. Then for two days in a row I drove past the gas station the guy in the Celica works at and made sure he saw me. Over the summer I was driving the HEMI with two friends in the car when I saw the Celica parked in a parking lot talking to some friends. I got out and started walking towards him so he got in his car. He was driving past me and I asked him if he remembered throwing a lug nut at a Bonneville a while back, he then peeled out. I ran to the truck and chased him. He was at a red light when I decided to get my revenge, I got in the turn lane and one of my friends NAILED his car with an object. We than sped off, he and a friend chased me. We were doing 70 when they tried to box me in so I floored it onto the sidewalk and went around them doing about 80. I had to dodge a light pole and a mailbox before I got back on the road. I made eye contact with the guy in the Accord while I was on the sidewalk and he had the biggest "what the F?" look on his face. They backed of a little after that. We ended up going down a two lane road out south when I almost ran the Accord off the road so they turned around and left. We figured it was over with so we went to another parking lot where a bunch of people were. I was looking for a spot when this Chevy Extreme blocked me in. He got out and came up to my car asking me if I threw anything, then he went to look at my plates, the guy in the Celica got my tag numbers. Then my mom called and announced to me that the police were at my house. I was so mad I thought I was going to explode. I ordered the guy in the Extreme to "get the f$#@ out of the way." He also was a skinny punk and I had seen him a lot, he's in my grade at another school and here he was trying to boss me around. He said, "No you can stay right here." I started to get out and told him if he didn't get his *** out of the way I was going to kill him. He backed of and told me I could back out the other way and park it at the other end of the lot but told me I was not to leave. I left, I have a hard time taking orders, especially from this idiot. He tried to follow my but I jumped the median, he couldn't get over. He caught me at a red light and the guy in the Celica was on the other side of the intersection. The guy in the Extreme ran up and grabbed my door handle, big mistake. I floored it and turned right, I almost hit him with my rear end. I'm sure I almost yanked his arm off too. They chased me through a neighborhood where we were all running each other off the road and driving through yards, a ton of yards. It was the most insane thing I have seen happen on the roads. I couldn't take it anymore, I stopped and got out with my jack wrench. I was so pissed off it would have taken a SWAT team to stop me. My friend told me he's never heard anyone scream that loud, talk so fast, and use so many four letter words. He got me in the car by reminding me the cops were already at my house and that we were in enough trouble. They kept following us until we got to a red light. I leaned out the window and told them that we'd finish this another time. The guy in the Extreme actually said, "You can either deal with me or the cops." That blew my mind, who the hell does this punk think he is? I told him the cops were at my house and reminded him he couldn't prove anything. He said he got it on camera but I knew he was full of it because he wasn't around when the incident happened. I went home and told the cops I didn't throw anything. I was telling the truth, I didn't throw it, my friend did and the cop never asked him if he threw anything. It was my word against his so it ended there. The guy in the Extreme knows one of my friends and told him to tell me they were all going to my house that next Friday night. We were Juniors and I knew all the Seniors at his school so I had them get in his face at school and tell them that if he thought the object I threw was bad then he had better not come near my house. They never came over and it was pretty much all over. Two weeks ago I was cruising with my friend in his SS when we saw the Extreme and asked him if he wanted to fight since he was all for it that one night. He ran, almost wrecking his truck trying to get away, we let him go. He wasn't so tough without all of his buddies. We see him all the time now and he says hi to us, it's hillarious.
The second craziest thing was a road rage incident in March. This is a very long and on-going story. I was with a friend driving the HEMI and pulled up next to a very riced out Celica. We raced and I stomped him, when he pulled back up I was laughing and I guess that pissed him off. He started following me. He was a skinny little punk and I had another guy with me so I was like "What the hell is he gonna do?" Pretty soon there were four ricers behind me all full of guys, they were all little skinny punks but there was at least 16 of them. I decided to loose them, I was doing about 115 down the street and my governer kicked in so they were catching up so I drove through three neighborhoods so I could lose them. We then went to where my friend was parked and got in his car because I didn't have that much gas left. We then went to Taco Bell where we saw one of the cars that was following us. There were four guys in there but my friend and I were very confident we could take all of them since they were so little and both of us have taken boxing and marshal arts and can do pretty well in a fight. We got out and ran up to them and yelled for them to get out of the car. We thought they wantedf to fight anyway since they had been chasing us earlier. They floored the car out of that parking lot so we started to chase them. Pretty soon we were being tailed by the four cars again. My friend's Intrepid isn't fast (no offense to anyone) so we ran to where my truck was. We jumped out and sprinted to my truck so we could lose them again. One of them realized what we were doing and stopped about 40 feet in front of my truck trying to block us in. I just gunned it straight at him and he got out of the way (barely). My governer was kicking in again and they got all around my trying to box me in. They didn't really have the guts though, I'd swirve at them and the'd back off. I had no neighborhoods nearbye to go into so all I could do was wait for a median and drive over it hoping they would be too low to get over. There was a long median ahead with no crossroads so I jumped it and turned around, they could only watch me drive away. We were at my house when we remembered that my friend's car was still at the store. I took my mom's Bonneville so I could get away from them and so they might not see me. They were waiting by his car. We both had knives on us but we aren't stupid and have no intention of going to jail. I came up with a diversion plan. They were all out of their cars so I gunned it towards them and got their attention while my friend ran to his car. He drove way while I was circling these guys and yelling at them to fight fair and calling them some names. Then I took off. They chased me. I took it up to 130 and started to lose them but I was scared of a cop so I slowed down. Only two of the cars were still behind me. I slowe down a little more so they both came up ont the side of me. I then slammed on the brakes in hopes of turning down a side street when a lug nut smacks the side of my mom's car. Then they ran. I was outnumbered so I went home with my tail between my legs. I was PISSED OFF! I started asking around where I could find a white Celica with green graphics and a green accord with a personalized plates. I found out the go to one of the other schools in my district. One day when my mom was out of town I waited for my dad to go to work and then I called myself in sick to school. I drove down to the school and found all four cars in the parking lot parked next to each other. I asked around to all of my friends at that school and found out where they worked and stuff, I was going to screw with their heads. A week later I followed the Accord home and made sure he saw me, then I left. Then for two days in a row I drove past the gas station the guy in the Celica works at and made sure he saw me. Over the summer I was driving the HEMI with two friends in the car when I saw the Celica parked in a parking lot talking to some friends. I got out and started walking towards him so he got in his car. He was driving past me and I asked him if he remembered throwing a lug nut at a Bonneville a while back, he then peeled out. I ran to the truck and chased him. He was at a red light when I decided to get my revenge, I got in the turn lane and one of my friends NAILED his car with an object. We than sped off, he and a friend chased me. We were doing 70 when they tried to box me in so I floored it onto the sidewalk and went around them doing about 80. I had to dodge a light pole and a mailbox before I got back on the road. I made eye contact with the guy in the Accord while I was on the sidewalk and he had the biggest "what the F?" look on his face. They backed of a little after that. We ended up going down a two lane road out south when I almost ran the Accord off the road so they turned around and left. We figured it was over with so we went to another parking lot where a bunch of people were. I was looking for a spot when this Chevy Extreme blocked me in. He got out and came up to my car asking me if I threw anything, then he went to look at my plates, the guy in the Celica got my tag numbers. Then my mom called and announced to me that the police were at my house. I was so mad I thought I was going to explode. I ordered the guy in the Extreme to "get the f$#@ out of the way." He also was a skinny punk and I had seen him a lot, he's in my grade at another school and here he was trying to boss me around. He said, "No you can stay right here." I started to get out and told him if he didn't get his *** out of the way I was going to kill him. He backed of and told me I could back out the other way and park it at the other end of the lot but told me I was not to leave. I left, I have a hard time taking orders, especially from this idiot. He tried to follow my but I jumped the median, he couldn't get over. He caught me at a red light and the guy in the Celica was on the other side of the intersection. The guy in the Extreme ran up and grabbed my door handle, big mistake. I floored it and turned right, I almost hit him with my rear end. I'm sure I almost yanked his arm off too. They chased me through a neighborhood where we were all running each other off the road and driving through yards, a ton of yards. It was the most insane thing I have seen happen on the roads. I couldn't take it anymore, I stopped and got out with my jack wrench. I was so pissed off it would have taken a SWAT team to stop me. My friend told me he's never heard anyone scream that loud, talk so fast, and use so many four letter words. He got me in the car by reminding me the cops were already at my house and that we were in enough trouble. They kept following us until we got to a red light. I leaned out the window and told them that we'd finish this another time. The guy in the Extreme actually said, "You can either deal with me or the cops." That blew my mind, who the hell does this punk think he is? I told him the cops were at my house and reminded him he couldn't prove anything. He said he got it on camera but I knew he was full of it because he wasn't around when the incident happened. I went home and told the cops I didn't throw anything. I was telling the truth, I didn't throw it, my friend did and the cop never asked him if he threw anything. It was my word against his so it ended there. The guy in the Extreme knows one of my friends and told him to tell me they were all going to my house that next Friday night. We were Juniors and I knew all the Seniors at his school so I had them get in his face at school and tell them that if he thought the object I threw was bad then he had better not come near my house. They never came over and it was pretty much all over. Two weeks ago I was cruising with my friend in his SS when we saw the Extreme and asked him if he wanted to fight since he was all for it that one night. He ran, almost wrecking his truck trying to get away, we let him go. He wasn't so tough without all of his buddies. We see him all the time now and he says hi to us, it's hillarious.
Legend
Joined: Jul 2003
Posts: 9,543
Likes: 2
From: United States
RE: CRAZIEST THING EVER?????
The first thing that came to my mind while I was reading your second story about the chase was that you should have just went to the closest PD, that would have got them off your back. While you would have been there I would have tried to get one of the officers to see the cars for himself, as an eyewitness, and I would have filed a report. Then they would be the ones having to worry about the police being after them. This would also set up any future altercations to your favor, especially if you carry a cell phone, because then when they do their infamous surrounding routine you could call the police and stay on the line directing them to your current location. Then they would be caught in the act and loose their licenses for it. Problem solved if they cannot drive. Also, if you did decide to retaliate and there are no witnesses besides them, even if they call the police and you deny it, it would simply look like they are lying and making things up and trying to get you in trouble which would make them look even worse.[sm=smiley15.gif][sm=guilty.gif][sm=innoc.gif][sm=smiley2.gif][sm=smiley36.gif]
