So yesterday was my birthday, and I was traveling with my Mom, Dad and girlfriend to a local Italian eatery. We are on a backround traveling approximately 55mph (Speed limit) and this douchebag in a 93+ model Mustang is tailgating us hard for awhile. (My Dad doesn’t speed very much, but we were going the limit). So this guy goes to pass and comes FLYING past us… not more than 5 seconds up the road he NAILS a deer. The fucking deer flew like 10 feet in the air and end up on the other side of the road and scampered off. (To die I’m sure). Dude in the Mustang SLAMS on his brakes hard… tire smoke everywhere.
My Dad decides to pull over to make sure he’s OK. He is, his car is FUCKED up though. My dad ask’s:
Dad: "Are you OK?
Douche: “yea”
Dad: “Maybe if you weren’t driving like a moron you wouldn’t have hit that deer”
Douche: ::Guy just gets out of his car and slams the door::
We drive off and call the Police for him.
Would have been us (I think) if he didn’t pass us all Mario Andretti style. We may have just missed it, but he would of surely rear ended us because of how close he was. Was pretty crazy.