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I was being driven by a friend a while ago, and a young kid in a souped-up-mobile pulled out of a side road to cross our lane to turn right, and stopped as his side of the traffic was pretty stand-still-ish - my friend drove up to his car, and, as he is want to do, pretended that he was going to crash (in a stupidly comical, slow driving, but lifting his hands up in an over dramatic fashion, breaking quite some distance from the young kid) - the kid stared at him, in faux angry, I'm an aggressive driver, style, and continued to stare driving forward, trying to make some alpha-male point of some kind - and continued to drive into the back of the person in front of him. Schadenfreud 1 - boy racer 0. |
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