Riding alone Saturday morning. Fairly open stretch of two lane and I come up behind a beat up early 80's four door car with 4 people in it. Pull out to pass & as I do out chucks a pop can. Presume empty but don't know. Right over my windshield & I moved my head to the side & it missed me. I pulled along side the car & let them have it. Four high school kids laughing. I drove by, too bad I didn't have a few riding buddies along. Anyway, get to the next town & stop to browse dealership for 15 or so. As I'm heading back home a fire truck pulls out so I'm hanging back. It pulls into McDonald's where said pos car is now rolling fire from under the hood. Got a chuckle out of that.

 

Greatness ..!

 

You should have topped and said that if you still had that can, you could have put that fire out before it got out of control. he rode away laughing .

 

You should have stopped and offered the a-holes a soda!

 

Karma, sometimes she's swift!

 

Great!

 

Sweet, sweet revenge.

In this case it was a dish best served hot.

 

Had an incident of road rage a few years back. The kid that was causing the trouble pulled onto a side street and I followed. Once he realized he was in deeper do do than he thought he jumped back in his car and popped the clutch and broke his drive shaft. I offered to call a tow truck for him as I pulled away.

 

Awe, ya gotta love it when **** like that happens. Little bastards were dealt some swift justice!

 

Wonderful news!