MartinezTree
Active Member
So I have not been on here in a loooong time. Most likely because I stopped smoking dank because im trying to become an electrical apprentice, and they drug test at some point. However, now that the grow season is coming around, here I am. I felt the need to post my story on a forum, so here I go. A few days ago me and my friends were driving to the city, AKA San Francisco, to go rome the streets of Haight/Ashbury. So we are on hwy 24 about to go thru the Caldecott Tunnel which takes you to the city. Theres a part where the 2 left lanes need to merge into the other 2 lanes. So my friend is driving his BMW 325i. As we are driving in the #2 lane a brand new Honda CRV cuts off my friend, and of course the normal shrug of the shoulders by my friend is reasonable. A few seconds later before going in thew tunnel the guy, who we will call douche bag, decides to throw a pillow, out of his car, which hits my friends car, and then proceeds by giving us the finger. At that point we are pissed off. I then proceed to call him a little bitch, lol. Once we get out of the tunnel, the douche bag then decides to wave us by. By this time we are in the #1 lane (fast/left lane). Once we pass him he then proceeds to get behinds us while we are on the "S-curve" as we call it, going about 85mph. He suddenly gets behinds us and rams us from behind. At this point we are trippin, lol. My frined is now going about 120mph trying to get away from this asshole. We come to a slower speed for our safety once he gets to the side of us. Then he proceeds to ram the side of my friends car with, let me say again, a brand new bluish Honda CRV, then speeds away and gets off on the first Telegraph exit. My other friend sitting next me calls 911 to report a hit and run. So as my friend is on the phone with the disbatch, we also proceed to get off and chase this douchebag. My friend on the phone with the disbatcher was like relaying the information for what we were doing like we were in a high speed pursuit. The whole time my friend was screamin at the dispatcher, she was screaming at us telling us to stop and pull over. Thanks to a van that was in front of us, the douchebag got away...like the douchebag he is. Now we are pulled over assesing the damage on 66th and Shattuck in Berkley. The hwy patrol arrives about 15 minutes later. To make matters worse, my friend got pulled over in his other car (Subaru STI, a few days earlier for his exhaust), because of this, his information was misplaced. So when the officer asked for it. He replied, "um, I don't have that" LOL! It waso kay though because the cop said he won't write him a ticket because of what happened. WOW, what a nice guy. The damage is pretty severe. New doors neded and a fender. Ouch! . We explain to him the story and what not. My friend was able to take down the license, but unfortunately, since it was a new car, it had dealer plates. Could have possibly been a a loaner, a stolen car (which is what we suspect) or whatever. Some of my friends say he was a meth head, got in a fight with his family, shot both his kids and wife, and stole her car, and was on a meth infuled rampage to hurt anyone who messed with him. Anyways, after talking to the cop and dealing with it we proceeded to the city for a great day with a great story, although we could have been killed easily if my friend was not a good drive. Oh yea, and if we had the STI my friend owns, we would have been gone so fast it would be insane. He would never be able to catch us. Irrelevent thought, just fund to talk about. The officer said he would call my friend the next day for his information. Few days later...still no call. Just got to wait and see what happends. We experienced road rage to the max. You can't even shrug your shoulders now-a-days without trying to be killed. Hope my story wasn't to long. PEACE!
