Scariest Drive
<div class="IPBDescription">That I realized I just did.....</div> Well, me and my 1998 Pontiac Boneville SSEi Supercharged car, just had one of the scariest drives I have ever had this night...
I was in Trussville (small city with lots of girls) and I went there to see my new girl friend. Well, as it turns out my sister wanted me to take her up there too, to meet some guy friends to do who knows what. (Not that I care anyway...) Anyway's I drop my sister off and head out to my gf's house. We mess around you know and have some fun with her parents not being home until tommorow.
11:30 p.m
Well, then as I was getting prepared to leave my sister shows up at the house riding with one of her guy friends. She comes out and try's to screw everything up with my gf. She goes over there and trys to start a catfight with her. (For some reason she has always had something against Brooke....) I have to end up grabbing my sister while she is kicking and screaming, and trying to hit me. All the while this is going on neighbors come out to see what the hell is going on at 11:30 p.m. I had to literally throw my sister in the backseat of my car and lock the doors to keep her from getting out. She finally settle's down and start's to cry in the backseat of my car. Well, the guy that dropped her off is still standing there in awe of the scene. While Brooke (my gf) is crying, and I go to comfort her on what happened. Appearently something very complicated happened between the two over some old boyfriends, but I'm still not clear on it yet. Well, I tell her bye and I love her, and hop in my car, and drive off. All of a sudden my sister starts hitting me while I'm driving (approx. 75mph) I finally end up slamming on the brakes, and swerving into the emergency lane to make her fall back in her seat, and then it happens I found myself hit this Rage feeling I get every now and then... I kept finding myself hitting 120mph on back roads and almost losing total control, almost not caring what happened I was so mad at her (while she is still screaming in my ears about dating her enemy). I managed to make it back safe (what normally was a 45min drive to Trussville took 12min to get home.....) I step out and get on my computer and realize, my god, I actually made it home alive. I just found it a very disturbing night, and now as I'm talking to my gf on the telly about the whole ordeal I just keep thinking about my driving, and how I'm bothered that I wasn't nervous about going so fast. Well, thought I'd share my night with you'll. Brooke's mad at me now for driving like that <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif' /><!--endemo--> , but I guess I need to just learn to control myself....
-Rage772
I was in Trussville (small city with lots of girls) and I went there to see my new girl friend. Well, as it turns out my sister wanted me to take her up there too, to meet some guy friends to do who knows what. (Not that I care anyway...) Anyway's I drop my sister off and head out to my gf's house. We mess around you know and have some fun with her parents not being home until tommorow.
11:30 p.m
Well, then as I was getting prepared to leave my sister shows up at the house riding with one of her guy friends. She comes out and try's to screw everything up with my gf. She goes over there and trys to start a catfight with her. (For some reason she has always had something against Brooke....) I have to end up grabbing my sister while she is kicking and screaming, and trying to hit me. All the while this is going on neighbors come out to see what the hell is going on at 11:30 p.m. I had to literally throw my sister in the backseat of my car and lock the doors to keep her from getting out. She finally settle's down and start's to cry in the backseat of my car. Well, the guy that dropped her off is still standing there in awe of the scene. While Brooke (my gf) is crying, and I go to comfort her on what happened. Appearently something very complicated happened between the two over some old boyfriends, but I'm still not clear on it yet. Well, I tell her bye and I love her, and hop in my car, and drive off. All of a sudden my sister starts hitting me while I'm driving (approx. 75mph) I finally end up slamming on the brakes, and swerving into the emergency lane to make her fall back in her seat, and then it happens I found myself hit this Rage feeling I get every now and then... I kept finding myself hitting 120mph on back roads and almost losing total control, almost not caring what happened I was so mad at her (while she is still screaming in my ears about dating her enemy). I managed to make it back safe (what normally was a 45min drive to Trussville took 12min to get home.....) I step out and get on my computer and realize, my god, I actually made it home alive. I just found it a very disturbing night, and now as I'm talking to my gf on the telly about the whole ordeal I just keep thinking about my driving, and how I'm bothered that I wasn't nervous about going so fast. Well, thought I'd share my night with you'll. Brooke's mad at me now for driving like that <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif' /><!--endemo--> , but I guess I need to just learn to control myself....
-Rage772
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No kidding <!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo-->
[ninja edit]new word that doesn't bother swear filter.
That's really all I can say...
Holy crap. The next time that happens. Stop the car, take the keys out of the ignition, and pace around as much as you need to before you calm down. That's just friggin scary...
The next time that happens. Stop the car, take the keys out of the ignition, and pace around as much as you need to before you calm down. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Last time I tried that I ended up slamming both my fists into my hood, causing this annoyingly large dent in it. Ended up having to buy a new hood.... about $649.95. So it's gonna cost me either way I guess...
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Last time I tried that I ended up slamming both my fists into my hood, causing this annoyingly large dent in it. Ended up having to buy a new hood.... about $649.95. So it's gonna cost me either way I guess... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
God, get therapy or something, your gonna end up killing someone else, at 120mph, what are the chances of you being able to stop for some kid who ran out into the road? It would be so much worse than killing yourself over something stupid like a little fight, because you have to live with the fact that you being stupid killed someone who didn't do anything to you at all.
So true, the back roads I took, I managed to actually think of other people that would be around me. Thus, I chose to take the un-inhabited back roads of HWY 231. You stand correct though, I shouldn't get so angry over little things, but it's just when people mess with my personal life i.e my friends, girl friend, even when its my own family thats trying to mess me up, I just can't take it. However, I am going to try and find another method of removing my anger, that won't risk mine or anyone else's Life.
<!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif' /><!--endemo--> it was ment to be read gracefully... I in no way mean any offence, I'm just saying, that kind of thing can very easily end up seriously hurting someone...
run for your lifezors!
And fight with his gf again? Beat her up and THEN drive her half way home... Throw her out the car and tell her to walk the rest. Or just lock her in the car and walk home yourself. Heh.
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And fight with his gf again? Beat her up and THEN drive her half way home...<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Yeah that's the spirit, equality goes both ways. <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo-->
/me has also found out that he has death grip
But really I problay would of slaped my sister if she did that then made her ride in the trunk..... <!--emo&???--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/confused.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='confused.gif' /><!--endemo-->
The man ain't wrong though.
On the one hand, not everyone is mentally <i>capable</i> of controlling themselves. Therapists then try things like "find a happy place..." although I don't guess that works for everyone.
Work it out any way you can rage, but find a way to stay safe man.
Nice car btw.
What, you want a medal for acting like a moron?
Word of advice, btw - fewer apostrophes and more linebreaks means less pain to read.
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OMG thats cool.
The inside lights are a nice touch.
Besides that, I'd have ended up telling her that it was none of her business, and now that you were dating the other, it looked like they BOTH lost the prior boyfriend, so to shut up about the whole thing.
if you died in an accident, at least you would have gotten laid in the same exact night.
Besides that, I'd have ended up telling her that it was none of her business, and now that you were dating the other, it looked like they BOTH lost the prior boyfriend, so to shut up about the whole thing. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Very well put.