FJamR
Well-known member
Today on my daily commute on the FJR I was coming home and saw this guy on a sportbike getting on the freeeway ahead. I really took notice of him because he was at least going 100 at the end of the on ramp, then began darting through cars. Within a couple of seconds a car he swerved around tried to avoid him and started fish-tailing. I'm two cars back and stat to slow while checking my mirrors, so I don't get rear ended. Then he completely looses it and hits another car who begins to spin and causes a big rig to swerve but ends up running over a car with his trailer. I slow throught the scene and see the guy moving around who was run over by the trailer. My 2nd thought is I have to get the squids plate number. By now he's at least a mile ahead. So I roll in pusuit and catch up to him get the plate. He keeps turning back and tried to swerve off the freeway at the next off ramp, but I got it anyways.
Earlier in life I never saw nothing, heard nothing, and said nothing. My past life has been over for 10 years and now I have the family, house, yadda-yadda-yadda. The thing is something inside of me feels guilty for calling on him, but I know it was the right thing to do. Sort of got mixed feelings on the whole thing. I'm just glad I wasn't taken out by the F*ck-Wad.
Earlier in life I never saw nothing, heard nothing, and said nothing. My past life has been over for 10 years and now I have the family, house, yadda-yadda-yadda. The thing is something inside of me feels guilty for calling on him, but I know it was the right thing to do. Sort of got mixed feelings on the whole thing. I'm just glad I wasn't taken out by the F*ck-Wad.