Last night. F-ing F F....
So get this peeps.
Last night I was outside my house, taking pix of my bike @
I park my bike on the road, with my car behind it, highbeams as light source to bike.
Some yahoo in a pickup truck comes around the bend, sees me crouching with my camera and tripod.... and decides to "scare" me by driving towards me.
I don't flinch, as I didn't think buddy would actually try to hit me. Then right after he passes me, I hear BANG!
My first reaction was to carry my camera stuff off the road and then make sure my little brother was okay (he was helping me take pix).
I look at my car, and fcuker broke my side mirror. I wanted to chase him down, but my gutless brother wouldn't let me. I knew better than to chase him on the bike as A) I had no helmet, B) it's a lost cause playing bumper-car with a huge pick up.
What a FCUKED up world we live in, where a man can't even take pix without being harassed. Fug me!
....Why does this SHIfT always happen to me.
Be fast or be last.
Last edited by asiliat; 06-01-2004 at 2:56 PM.