06-25-2004, 05:18 PM
Is that wrong?
Backstory. On tuesday night my wife and I were going to dinner for our anniversary. We were traveling on the 5 freeway in Carlsbad, CA, and we I was doing around 60. The limit is 65 but there was some traffic, and we were all slowing.
So there I am when "wooosh" a mid 90's model red BMW cuts me off on the left, almost hitting a guy in front of him. Then "woosh" a silver car cuts me off on the right. They are doing about 100. It becomes obvious in the next couple of minutes they are either racing, or it is a pretty severe case of road rage.
I commented to my wife that one of those guys was going to buy the farm, because neither seemed to be that good a driver and there was a whole lot of weaving.
About 15 seconds later the smoke and parts start flying around 8 cars in front of me. The silver car had had gotten caught on the rear of a Big Rig and got tossed like a rag after having most of the roof pulled away. He went up and embankment and then came back down. Got hit again.
So I watched the other car slow and look and then take off. I had to slow to get past the wreckage and considered rolling down the window to tell the useless fuck that I hope he would die (it was obvious at the time he was still alive).
I was so freaking pissed I tried to get close to the BMW to take down his license. California is big on road racing law and he is considered to be partially responsible.
I was already running on fumes and I had to stop to get gas, so I was unable to get his plates.
See the thing is, I was mad at them endangering my life and the lives of others for their little fuck fuck games. If my 3 year old had been in the car with me, I would have been even more angry and may have gotten out the car instead of going by the wreck, and finished the fucker off.
As it is, he did at 3 am that night, a vigil was held at the hospital by 40 family members. Apparently he was a charasmatic guy, a flirt and really loved life.
As I see it, he was a prick, and had a total disregard for others around him and who he endangered.
So I cheered a bit when he died.
They have yet to catch the BMW driver, but I called the cops and gave them a pretty good description.
So the question is, I am an asshole or what? I mean, I know I am pretty much an okay guy, but am I going to hell for wishing this jerkoff dead?
Backstory. On tuesday night my wife and I were going to dinner for our anniversary. We were traveling on the 5 freeway in Carlsbad, CA, and we I was doing around 60. The limit is 65 but there was some traffic, and we were all slowing.
So there I am when "wooosh" a mid 90's model red BMW cuts me off on the left, almost hitting a guy in front of him. Then "woosh" a silver car cuts me off on the right. They are doing about 100. It becomes obvious in the next couple of minutes they are either racing, or it is a pretty severe case of road rage.
I commented to my wife that one of those guys was going to buy the farm, because neither seemed to be that good a driver and there was a whole lot of weaving.
About 15 seconds later the smoke and parts start flying around 8 cars in front of me. The silver car had had gotten caught on the rear of a Big Rig and got tossed like a rag after having most of the roof pulled away. He went up and embankment and then came back down. Got hit again.
So I watched the other car slow and look and then take off. I had to slow to get past the wreckage and considered rolling down the window to tell the useless fuck that I hope he would die (it was obvious at the time he was still alive).
I was so freaking pissed I tried to get close to the BMW to take down his license. California is big on road racing law and he is considered to be partially responsible.
I was already running on fumes and I had to stop to get gas, so I was unable to get his plates.
See the thing is, I was mad at them endangering my life and the lives of others for their little fuck fuck games. If my 3 year old had been in the car with me, I would have been even more angry and may have gotten out the car instead of going by the wreck, and finished the fucker off.
As it is, he did at 3 am that night, a vigil was held at the hospital by 40 family members. Apparently he was a charasmatic guy, a flirt and really loved life.
As I see it, he was a prick, and had a total disregard for others around him and who he endangered.
So I cheered a bit when he died.
They have yet to catch the BMW driver, but I called the cops and gave them a pretty good description.
So the question is, I am an asshole or what? I mean, I know I am pretty much an okay guy, but am I going to hell for wishing this jerkoff dead?
I know what you're thinking now. You think we're all gay, don't you? Think we're all just a bunch of deviant lifestyle-living same-sex having motherfuckers, am I right?

