We took the car out for a little fun today.
I won’t go into the details of our romps through the forest and wetlands, because I’m hoping to make a video of that here in a few days. I’ll save that until then.
I’ll instead talk about our little incident on Donald Ross Road.
So, we’re heading up Donald Ross Road, near Abacoa. The road is fairly open, with only light traffic. We’re in the Aspire. After going through a light, we realize we need to get over. A black Honda is bearing down on us, rapidly closing the gap. Being such a small car, the Aspire will still easily fit, regardless of the Honda’s intentions. So, we merge into the lane.
As soon as we merge, the Honda, the driver obviously frustrated by this emasculation, shoots out into the other lane and goes to pass us. Of course, being in the Aspire, we felt as if we were untouchable. The three of us in the car, all acting independently, did the following. The driver of our car swerved towards the Honda as it passed. I pointed out the window at the driver. And the passenger, of course, flipped them off. Hilarity!
The Honda whips in front of us, and immediately slams on its brakes several times. We stop just short of hitting it. The driver of our car turns around to check traffic in the other lane. Just then, the passenger door on the Honda flips open and a man jumps out. The look on his face was pure anger. He bolts towards our car.
At this point our passenger keeps flipping him off and smiling.
The drivers door of the Honda opens and the driver jumps out. This is in the middle of the road.
He too bolts towards our car.
The passenger of the Honda kicks our side mirror and almost breaks it, then kicks a dent into our door.
Finally, the driver of our car decides it might be a good idea to leave.
We go flying off into the next lane over and narrowly miss hitting the driver of the Honda, and the open drivers door of their car. They jump in their car, presumably to follow us. We bolt towards the next intersection.
Red light.
Traffic is backed up in all lanes. The turn lane is jammed and cross traffic is keeping anybody from turning right.
We stare out the back window at the Honda coming towards us.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the car in the right turn lane made it around the corner. We pulled over into the lane and rounded the corner behind them.
The Honda apparently gave up.
We did a victory lap around Abacoa.
Tags: Harrowing Tales