This happened about 10 minutes ago. I was just coming back from school and got off of the Fairfax Co. Parkway. I'm on this off-ramp and I'm just waiting for the light to turn green. I'm sitting there for about 2 minutes when I see this black Prelude coming off the Parkway in MY direction at about 60mph. I see that the son of a bitch didn't even realize there were stopped cars - I'm in the back of the row. This guy's heading straight towards me, I've got nowhere to go so naturally I just start shitting my pants. Finally he realizes there's cars in his way (well no shit MORON YOU'RE ON A GODDAMN OFF-RAMP WITH A STOP LIGHT!) and starts swerving and slams on the brakes, stopping LITERALLY about 1/2 a foot from my back bumper. Let me put it this way, if this idiot had hit me, his car would have been two feet into mine, if he had not swerved to the right, I most likely would not be here typing right now. I look over and it's some college [insert curse words here], he sees I'm looking at him and instead of saying sorry he says, "HEE HEE, CLOSE" and I'm like "what?" he repeats, "CLOSE..." so I start screaming and say "YOU'RE GODDAMN RIGHT THAT WAS CLOSE!" The best part was the look on his face when he realized that I wasn't laughing. When the light turned green, I made a right turn, he makes one after me so I just floor it in 2nd and get the hell out of his way.
How do these jackasses survive?
How do these jackasses survive?