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so me and the girlfriend decided to go visit my mom this weekend. she lives 100 miles south of tampa in a town called Port Charlotte. the town where hurricane Charley hit just about 2 years ago to the day. anyway we had a nice weekend of corona and steak and pork chops. tonight as we're pulling out of the driveway we get going but this fucking asshole coming up behind us decides he needs to haul ass around us while honking his horn. a true display of testosterone. as soon as he passes us i shoot him the bird loud and clear. he sees me and slams on his breaks ahead of us. then swerves off the road on to the grass, stopping as if to start a physical fight. we drive by him and the guy is so pissed off his whole face is red. i was being myself and laughing at him as we passed him. so then he decides he's gonna get right on our ass and follow us for about a mile. well i jumped on my phone to call my mom and tell her whats going on. she said turn around and come back. anyway while i was on the phone with her he turned off the road and went another direction. he could clearly see me on my phone and probably thought i was calling the cops. he's lucky he went another direction. my mom and her peeps aren't people you wanna fuck with. they're all bikers, harley bikers and nascar rednecks. so needless to say this fucktwat would have been making a monumental mistake if he followed us cos when we pulled back up to my moms there were 8 people out front waiting for us. Woo excitement!
here's where the thread title comes in to play...
we leave my moms and head another direction to the interstate. we needed gas so we stop at the station and sharon runs inside to use the bathroom. well as im standing there pumping gas i hear out on the highway ahead of us a loud, deep screeching sound. i look over just in time to see this SUV tap the back of another car, swerve to its right and start flipping. it flipped about 4 or 5 times and somewhere in that mess i saw this girl ejected from one of the doors. this poor girl went about 30 feet in the air and it looked like she was summersaulting through the air. she hit the ground fucking hard. i was stunned i froze and didnt know what the fuck to do. i saw several people on their phones before i could even get mine out of my zipper pocket. several people also ran toward the accident to see if they could do anything. i stood there with my mouth wide open. didnt have a clue what to do. i remember seeing a guy climb out of the truck, which ended up on its side, and yelling "Where Is She" she was laying about 50 feet from the truck. we stayed for a minute or two longer and eventually pulled away. there was no need for us to stay and act as witnesses since i didnt clearly see what caused it, and there were no less than 100 people around. but as we're driving on I-75 north back to tampa i had this nasty queasy feeling like i was gonna be sick. i cant get the image of that poor girl flying out of the window and through the air. fucking horrible way to end our weekend.
sorry for the long read, but i needed to share this.
i will be saying a prayer for that girl tonight. i hope she survives it.
here's where the thread title comes in to play...
we leave my moms and head another direction to the interstate. we needed gas so we stop at the station and sharon runs inside to use the bathroom. well as im standing there pumping gas i hear out on the highway ahead of us a loud, deep screeching sound. i look over just in time to see this SUV tap the back of another car, swerve to its right and start flipping. it flipped about 4 or 5 times and somewhere in that mess i saw this girl ejected from one of the doors. this poor girl went about 30 feet in the air and it looked like she was summersaulting through the air. she hit the ground fucking hard. i was stunned i froze and didnt know what the fuck to do. i saw several people on their phones before i could even get mine out of my zipper pocket. several people also ran toward the accident to see if they could do anything. i stood there with my mouth wide open. didnt have a clue what to do. i remember seeing a guy climb out of the truck, which ended up on its side, and yelling "Where Is She" she was laying about 50 feet from the truck. we stayed for a minute or two longer and eventually pulled away. there was no need for us to stay and act as witnesses since i didnt clearly see what caused it, and there were no less than 100 people around. but as we're driving on I-75 north back to tampa i had this nasty queasy feeling like i was gonna be sick. i cant get the image of that poor girl flying out of the window and through the air. fucking horrible way to end our weekend.
sorry for the long read, but i needed to share this.
i will be saying a prayer for that girl tonight. i hope she survives it.
@ your family being nascar and biker peeps 
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