the race
when someone is driving crazy on the highway i’m a little tempted to fuck w them like to race them
today a crazy driver cut me off by swerving into the left lane, where i was managing to ignore my broken window being stuck open and excited about getting home
i honked at him, party to say, Hello I’m here please don’t crash into me and party to say, WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?
So this driver was crazy AND petty because they slowed way down, to punish me for honking And their entire back window wasn’t there Shards of glass around the edges, like someone Shot it out, who knows? It was a banged up car I thought, maybe they’re running to/from something Criminal, like a murder, switching lanes every 10 seconds
i was obsessed with this car for at least a mile because i know this stretch of highway and it slows down before the bridge, so you have to be careful, but they kept switching lanes, not even getting that far and I wanted SO BADLY to pass them but I couldn’t get up there
So we went through the tunnel, and this driver SWITCHED LANES IN THE TUNNEL, big no no You stay in your lane in the tunnel
we parted ways on the bridge, but my attachment took a while to recede from the emotional space of my car
I got home in one piece but can’t roll the windows up because like I said they're broken, and I still owe about 4k on this stupid Nazi Chevrolet I wish it was the “roll up” type of window from the last century because then I bet it would be working Not a fucking button, what can you do with that?