Almost Got Ran Over!

LoL tru dat, plus the F&^%$^$ that scratch ur door with thiers or ding it. OMG if i catch them in the act i would kill them, but u never see who does it!

but u never see who does it

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oh but sometimes you do. i was sitting in my old 70 cougar in front of the parts store i worked at in austin and some a--hole in a bimmer pulls up in the space next to me and throws open his door right into mine, it was hard enough that the it actually shook the car. so he walks in to the store and i get out and look at the really big ding in my door (it was almost a dent) and walk back around to the driver side, get in the car and reach over and unlatch the door so that it is open but only enough that it wasn't latched, then with my butt in the drivers seat and both feet on the passenger door i kick it open as hard as i can, left a dent that was almost an inch deep and about 6-8 iinches tall covered with white paint from my door on his car. then the dumba$$ comes out and gets in his car and doesn't even notice, i was so pissed that he didn't notice i almost chased him down just so i could show it to hime personaaly and close up if you catch my drift. so then i walk into the store and all the guys i work with are rolling on the floor laughing their a$$es off and saying he had it coming, the main reason he didn't notice was because they were keeping him busy in the store because they knew what was about to happen when they saw me get out of the car and get back in and unlatch the door. so sometimes you do get to see it happen and get them back for it too

Haha......that is wrong on so many levels....why not wait till he comes out and aks for some money for the repairs lol...nahh the kicking the door open was great.

The previous owner had a friend who loves horses...including the car. One day the blonde dumb a$$es were riding by the car on horses and her friend's horse kicked the door with his back hoove. If I would have seen the horse I would have shot it becuase now I have a 1 inch deep 4 inch wide dent to fix. AHHH

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Haha......that is wrong on so many levels....why not wait till he comes out and aks for some money for the repairs lol...nahh the kicking the door open was great.

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you know, it really was a great stress releiver especially after i got inside the store. what was really sad was the door wasn't in that great of shape to begin with but it was one more ding i was going to have to fix, but i wish i could have seen the look on his face when he saw it especially if he had seen it when he came out of the store

almost got run over by a semi at a toll booth

I was on my way back to Michigan from DC scouting my new apt. for my job as a lawyer with the Federal Gubment. I was on the Ohio Turnpike making my connection to I-75. There is a car in front of me and a large 18 wheeler behind me. The car in front of me starts to pull forward and the truck just blasts into me and pushes me right through the toll booth. The toll collector and I make eye contact as he is pushing me through and she is like WTF? I look in the mirror and he reaches out to hand her his toll ticket. She motions to me and he looks quite startled. He forgot I was there. He could see the car in front of me but not me and just pushed me right through and into the back of the car in front of me.

The Ohio State Trooper comes and takes my statement. He notes that the insurance card is expired. I explain that the car is my dad's and that he has 4 cars on one policy and that he renews the insurance on all of them at the same time and that he probably just forgot to put the new card in the car. I pull out my cell phone and offer to call AAA to verify the insurance. The guy starts calling me by my first name and asks if he runs my name through the computer, will he find anything that will "upset him." He has the most arrogant tone and attitude ever. I tell him "knock yourself out" and then inquired "Trooper, at what point was it that you and I got on a first name basis?" His woodrow is growing and then he asks me "what were you doing in DC?" "Well," I replied, "I just took a job as staff attorney with a US federal law enforcement agency and was down there signing a lease on an apartment." His woodrow and attitude deflated immediately and it was back to Mr. Surowiec. As for the car, we got a new transmission for it and a new rear bumper. But if I can testify to one thing it is that those big trucks are mighty powerful.

That's bad, I can imagine he forgot you were there though.

I know how powerful trucks are too. Trucks are what we call them, them silly 4x2s and 4x4s ain't trucks

Anyways, we have a competition here, for the longest road train pulled the furthest distance. Last I looked into it, it was a Mack Super Liner pulled 38 cattle trailers about 3 kilometres. Through a town too, he stopped because he went round a corner and near the 20th trailer he was getting too close to a power pole on the inside of the corner. Stripped first and second low-range gears, and smashed one of the diffs, but if it hadn't been for that power pole, the thing would have gone till the fuel ran out.