I'm fucking sick at that game. Between that missed kick and the fucker dropping the ball in the end zone. That guy will NEVER live that down. You're in the super bowl over the patriots if you just keep the ball you already caught. Dumb ass.
I've never had that scary of a chase. I scared the shit outa someone though. This dude was driving like a shit behind me and I slowed down a bit on a one lane road. A right turn lane opened up and the dude came up aside me, I flip him off and this dude shines a super power flashlight in my eyes, then tries to run me into oncoming traffic. Let's just say I was not happy. It was on. This is when I was still drinking and being out of control. I chased him, honking and flashing my lights the entire time. I wasn't worried becuase he was the one who did something. So I just followed him till he got somewhere. He pulled into a police station, so I just followed him right in. He was scared looking. I was calm. I walked in the front doors (and I think it was 11:30 on a weeknight) and he's behind the counter with a wild face explaining what I was doing to his poor innocent self (lol). The police took me into another room and they knew what was up. They could see on my face it wasn't me who was in the wrong.
It was fucking cool to go into a police station, tell them, "yeah, I was just going 65 miles an hour through neighborhoods flahsing my lights honking, chasing a guy because he was a threat to the road." and have them tell me, "next time just give us a call and let us handle". I said, "Ok, no problem, thanks officer." And off I went. They let him go first to get away of course, hahaha.
Another time when I was in high school three giant guys in a pickup were chasing me yelling "Pull over and we're gonna kick your ass". Did they really think I was gonna pull over?
EDIT: I've gotten over my anger issues for the most part.
I had a guy chase me down when my friend flipped him off, I would probably be dead and buried in the desert if he had spit on him. I was driving my Fiero and had my girlfriend sitting on my friends lap in the passanger seat. The Fiero is a 2 seater, and my girl wasnt even supposed to be riding in the car (her parents knew i was a speed demon). I blew through a few red lights when I realized we were being chased (still didnt know why this guy was chasing us) and ended up in the ritzy neighborhood my girlfriend lived in. We spent a bout 5 minutes racing around trying to ditch this guy. I thought I had lost him and I drove onto a side street and turned off my lights. This guy comes up from behind without me knowing it, and turns on his lights right when he on my ass. We raced around full throttle until my brakes became gum. I ended up stopping 20 yards from my girls front door, and this guy pulls up next to me and starts screaming some shit about "Dream Homes" which is a gang in the area. He tells my girl not to get out of the car, so she does and runs scraming into her house (parents arent home yet). He goes around to the passenger side and starts yelling at my friend, then he yells at me for being friends with him. He throws a punch threw the passange window (window was rolled down) and knocks my friend out cold. I look in his car and see a kid around 12 years old who looks freaked out. The guy gets back into his car still screaming about putting us in holes in the desert, and leaves. I check on my buddy and he is bleeding allllllll over my center console, and he pissed his pants.
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