They are!
Yesterday a Sorento is tailgating the hell outta' me on the freeway. He whips around me on the right pulls directly in front of me and immediately slams on the brakes.
I don't think too much about it. There's always some dickless douchebag during rush hour traffic that thinks he's going to arrive at his destination significantly faster if he gets in front of just one car (that happens to be going as fast as the car in front of him)
Then this morning, I'm cruising along a 4 lane surface street at about 47-48 in a 45. I have the right of way and this black older style Sportage turns directly in front of me. He could have gone to the other lane BUT NOOOO! He's gotta' whip in front of me, make me panic stop, and then proceed at 25mph in a 45 mph zone. That old Sportage had the glossiest, most mirror-like black paint I have seen on any Korean car. This means one thing. The last time he pulled in front of somebody like that, he got hit and the body shop did a good job because no old hooptie Sportage has paint that good.
Just a few minutes ago on my way to the Chicken and Fried Rice Joint, (I think that's the actual name 4 wings, rice and egg-roll, $2.99) A new-ish (paper tag) silver Sephia runs the red light right in front of me! Missed my front end by inches. And when I say "runs the red light" I don't mean he was a little late and ran through it right after it turned red. No I mean my light had been green for 15-20 full seconds and he just blew through his redlight. Dickhead had the nerve to flip me off as he drove off. What a fag.
Now just because you have a shitty car, that does not mean you are entitled to hit mine!
f**kers.
Yesterday a Sorento is tailgating the hell outta' me on the freeway. He whips around me on the right pulls directly in front of me and immediately slams on the brakes.
I don't think too much about it. There's always some dickless douchebag during rush hour traffic that thinks he's going to arrive at his destination significantly faster if he gets in front of just one car (that happens to be going as fast as the car in front of him)
Then this morning, I'm cruising along a 4 lane surface street at about 47-48 in a 45. I have the right of way and this black older style Sportage turns directly in front of me. He could have gone to the other lane BUT NOOOO! He's gotta' whip in front of me, make me panic stop, and then proceed at 25mph in a 45 mph zone. That old Sportage had the glossiest, most mirror-like black paint I have seen on any Korean car. This means one thing. The last time he pulled in front of somebody like that, he got hit and the body shop did a good job because no old hooptie Sportage has paint that good.
Just a few minutes ago on my way to the Chicken and Fried Rice Joint, (I think that's the actual name 4 wings, rice and egg-roll, $2.99) A new-ish (paper tag) silver Sephia runs the red light right in front of me! Missed my front end by inches. And when I say "runs the red light" I don't mean he was a little late and ran through it right after it turned red. No I mean my light had been green for 15-20 full seconds and he just blew through his redlight. Dickhead had the nerve to flip me off as he drove off. What a fag.
Now just because you have a shitty car, that does not mean you are entitled to hit mine!
f**kers.