Oh, it is so on!

Yes, it has been a while blog, my friend. I have a good vent to post and it will be long.

I was in a wreck Easter afternoon. Great time that was. It was a case of road rage. No, I didn't intentionally piss this guy off. (have done it in the past though) Our neighborhood is at the end of a residential road that leads up to the main road. There are 4 or 5 neighborhood roads that pour onto this road as well. Anyway, my sister and her family were in town for Easter so we were headed downtown Charleston to hit the marketplace. We turn onto this road, me myself MINDING my speed because my bil has a Kia and it is slow. We had already had some itchy asses over the Easter bunny coming first thing in the morning and her 1 yr old did a small hunt on her own. I really can't hide the Easter bunny much longer from my older two so it was a hard subject to get by. Anyway......

We get on the road going up the the highway type road and I notice a truck pulled out inbetween us and by sister. I slowed making sure I went the speed limit. I didn't want to rub them the wrong way with going too fast. Well, the asshole in the truck didn't like me going the speedlimit. He got right up on my butt, glued to it the whole time. Mind you it is THIRTY and it is a residential road. Oh, and I later found out he cut my bil off getting on the road.
We get up to the end of the road where there is a church and it drops down to 15. I tried to but this buttmuncher would not let me. Right after the church is harsh railroad tracks and a stop light. I have to brake and go slow over this thing or my car gets all messed up. There is even a sign nexted to the tracks stating that your trailer can get stuck on it. The hump is big.
I turn left and get into the right lane, the slow lane, thinking this guy would go around me and would squash the situation and my bil can get right behind me. Mind you they don't know their way around here. Well, this guy gets right up my butt again. I let off the gas and slow the car down. He is still behind me. Then I slowly brake the the car down to about 20. He swerves around me and slams on his brakes. I hit him. Lord, it was on then! My husband was fine until this guy jumps out of his truck screaming and yelling, saying I cut him off, I tried to get him to hit me on the tracks, etc. My dh went balistic. He jumped out and started yelling at this guy, fixin' to box. My sister jumps out of her car and gets inbetween Mike and this white trash piece of crap. Then my bil gets out of his car, end of story. My brother in law is big. He is 6'5" or something and weighs like 275. That squashed that one!
The police came and took statements. SC is a no fault state so I had the choices of working it out with hill billy buttfucker or getting a citation and taking him to court. I decided to get a $250 citation and take him to court. I was right and he was wrong. What would this teach my kids if some guy who is almost 10 years my senior acts like someone 10 years my junior and gets away with it? The cop I think honestly thought I was at fault at first until he saw I was willing to take one for the team to get this guy in trouble. That and all the damage was condusive to what I was saying. It was the principal of it! Look, I don't drive the best and am not the nicest person on the road, but this time I was trying to squash it and not piss this guy off!
Anyway, his damage was minimal, a dinge in his bumper and I guess a scratch on his fender. Well, mine was a lot more. Hello! 2005 dodge minivan against an F150. Please! I take it in today to get an estimate and schedule to get it in. I am not going to be the lesser of the two and drive around in a Ghetto car. I also live in the NICE neighborhood where as he live in the ghetto side, in the less expensive older homes. Maybe I am a snooty bitch. I guess you kind of get pissed off when someone crashes into you, with HIS family in his car and mine in mine. Yes, he had his wife, I am assuming that was what she was and a daughter in tow. He might have had more in the car but I was so upset....It is all good. When court comes, s/he will see that I am not lying and that this guy is full of beans!