So this freaking pickup truck driver was being a total douchenozzle to me on the road today. I tried to pass him to get out of his splashback and he decided to accelerate and pace me. The roads were wet and there was some traffic, so I wasn't about to roast him to prove a point and ended up having to suffer his mud/slush on my windscreen.
Then I had an idea. We were approaching a hill. Thirty minutes earlier, I'd gotten a full-strength Ka blast at the top of that hill on my route west. Never saw the cop, so I assumed he was on a side street or something.
So now, headed back east, I decided to try and get Mr. Pantywaste in trouble. I accelerated again, and of course, he HAD to keep pace. As we approached the top of the hill, I braked hard JUST as the Ka signal alerted.
Unfortunately, the cop still wasn't visible. Butt-hole man flew right past, easily 15-20 over the PSL, never slowing for the Ka.
Next intersection, what do I see on his windshield?
A Cobra. LOL. Well, at least I tried. Wish I'd at least seen the cop.