Here we goooo!
Rottweilers and Roundhouses!
Frequently if I had some time off I would go hang out with Pretty Boy and his fam in either Tampa or Birmingham. This is the story of my first trip to Birmingham. And I managed to have his whole family in a uproar.
I was driving this time cause Pretty Boys Blazer was in the shop. So we are just hitting Birmingham. . Aiyo. . .They had this highway. . I cannot remember which one but it was like 4 or 5 lanes. We just happened to get there right around rush hour.
I am in the far left lane doing about 90.
My Maxima was humming along nicely. . Then I hear a honk behind me.
There is a long ass line of cars behind me. . On my ass was like a old Escort.
The car was damn near touching my bumper!
I look at the driver in my rear view and its a old ass lady and she is looking pissed!! Then she showed me how happy she was with me slowing up the fast lane.
I pull over to the right and she jets pass me doing at least 115. As with all the other traffic behind her. I am doing freaking 90 and I still have people behind me blowing their horns cause I am going to slow. I said fukk it.
Punched it.
I am doing a lil over 100 when I get lit up.