Sometimes it doesn't take much to warm my heart. Yesterday coming home from a long road trip and passed through Atlanta, headed south. As is always the case, there's a traffic jam coming out of what some folks think is paradise (Atl). We are all slowing down and out of nowhere to my left are two cars that had to be going 90+ mph...playing "chase" weaving in and out of traffic. I shake my head in disgust at the danger they put everyone in just so they could show off at our expense. You know where this is headed by now don't you?

A couple of miles down the road blue lights flashing all over the place....must be a multi car pile up. Nope...Georgia's finest had both cars pulled over and it appeared that the State Patrol guys were not issuing warnings.

I just had that "God is good, all is well" feeling the rest of my trip to SW GA. I guess it doesn't take much to make my day any more.

Carry on...

not insignificant at all. those azzhats need a good knee to the groin.

A nice & fitting ending.

Anybody that thinks ATL (or close surrounding, too) is paradise, is a few bricks short of a full load.

MM

Satisfaction!

Sounds like everybody with Utah plates.

T'is a rare but beautiful thing.

I remember being in a line of cars leaving high school when a convertible muscle car blew by us all on the shoulder, spraying rocks while two DB's inside laughed. As he cut around the first car to make a right turn onto the main road he never saw the concrete square of a drain that stood maybe 16 inches high in tall grass. He drove over it and the weight of the car landed on the rear axle breaking it and seizing the engine instantly. Went from engine roar to - "thunk'. You could hear the laughter from all the other cars. They to sit and endure honks and jeers of everyone who drove by.

There is a reason for so many Karma You tube videos.

lots of times I wished for that outcome but the blue light guys weren't around. I did have a fidgety guy behind me in traffic (speed limit or over)weaving a lot being impatient; he passed us all on the shoulder, including the state patrolman who was holding traffic at a reasonable speed. Told the wife to watch, sure enough, he hit the head of the line and the lights came on

He prolly didnt have a crap pot in the car.

I had that situation when a black Camaro was weaving and zipping by everyone at a high rate of speed. Thought what a fool, but dismissed it until I saw some cars pulled over and smoke coming from a deep ditch of cattails. I pulled over too.

The Camaro was upside down, and a tattooed meth head laying in an inch of blood on the ceiling rolling his eyes and making bovine death sounds. He was pale as a ghost and writhing...I'm sure he didn't survive the trip to the hospital with the amount of blood in that vehicle.

Cops came and told all of us who didn't see the accident proper to vamos.

And no, I wasn't sad. Good riddance $hitbag.

Me and my buds was headed to a queensryche/suicidal tendencies show one time. Some cünt in a chevy cavalier sucked out our headlights as she passed us. She was also probably runnin 90 or more.
Had no fuggin clue a 2.2 chevy cavalier would go that fast. Running all up behind us tailgating and finally giving us the finger. And we was in the right hand lane.

She zipped and bobbed and cut off several other people up ahead till she was out of sight.


I said to my buds, I hope that fuggin bitch dies.


3 miles up the interstate, that bitch was unside down in a pile of saplings, not much more than a smokin hole in the ground.

hahaha

I love it! What I can't understand is how there hasn't been an outcry from the 'fire over how everyone should just get out of the way of these drivers and let them drive the speed that they want. (Since posted limits are "just suggestions" and all of that.)

There's a difference between simply driving above a posted limit and weaving in and out like the OP mentioned.

Rare justice. I hope they learn.

Early '70s, driving a VW 411 station wagon from Indianapolis to Dayton in white out blizzard. Strings of passenger vehicles were traveling in convoys following tracks laid down by semi trucks that were leading the pack. Top safe speed possible - 30 to 35 mph. One of those "nobody knows how to drive in snow but me" types driving a big old full size battleship of a station wagon came zooming past everybody throwing rooster tails of snow. A few miles further up we passed that same vehicle over on the side of the highway spinning it's wheels hung up in the snow.

That does make you feel good. Had that happen one morning. Bastard came by about 90, I said “Where is a Tomball cop when you need one?” Not 2 seconds later the red and blue light come on. Bastard got a nice ticket!

Good, hope those citations were large enough to sting, same/same last summer, I was locked in at 69 in a 65 and in the right lane, had just a few seconds earlier saw a shiny black dot on the southbound shoulder up the road a couple miles, wondered if it was a hi-po watching the stretch.

Saw a black Z-71 coming up on me strong, BOOM as he passed, told Wifey to look up the road, sure enough, he hit the lights, that hi-po was in the parking lot of a c store motioning that guy in, thinking he may have got A LOT more than a traffic ticket.

Perhaps I'm older and grumpier than you, but I'm thinking that reckless endangerment should be a capital offense. There be a chittload of people on this planet and there's no benefit to keeping the idiots in the gene pool.

Godogs57 I've seen it all to often on the same stretch of highway. It's getting worse...I hate to even go to Atlanta any more because of the idiots that are on the road. Not just in Atlanta but they can be found anywhere.

I almost got hit twice right here in Statesboro in the last two days. I mean tires squealing and all my stuff sliding to the front of the FJ when I braked to avoid someone cutting me off. Missed by inches. I had stuff come out from under the seats I haven't seen in years. Only rarely do you get to see justice being served and when it happens, it should make you feel great all over!

Thank you!

Where are the resident LOLbertarians?

Murderer!!

I watched one of Obama's sons in a rage over something, coming out of a gas station and swearing a mf'ing blue streak, step on some ice and do a first class nappy flattener. It was almost as good at the night Trump won.

I don’t know the last time I’ve laughed so hard at something in print. God bless you.

Hank,

If you only knew how many times a week I wish I had a bazooka.....!

Years ago my wife and I were driving to Atlanta to visit some friends and I think it was somewhere east of Tuscaloosa where a red pickup got on the interstate and was driving erratically, weaving in and out of traffic like they were Dale Earnhardt. You could see people swerving out of the way, hitting their brakes, etc. to avoid them.

Minutes later we took the exit for the Birmingham bypass, I-459, and we noticed a haze or smoke up the highway a ways. As we got closer, there was the red pickup with oil gushing out of the bottom end and a nice pool of oil growing underneath😀😀😀. I couldn’t help myself and I stood on the horn as we drove by😀😀

Fast forward a bit and as we were on the bypass around north Atlanta, some brother in a rice burner with foghorn exhaust went flying by, weaving in and out of traffic. I said a couple of cuss words, but karma bein’ what it is, sure as shootin’ about two miles down the road there were the bro’s pulled over by the cops.

Two times on the same trip, within an hour or so... I was laffin’😀

That does make you feel good. Had that happen one morning. Bastard came by about 90, I said “Where is a Tomball cop when you need one?” Not 2 seconds later the red and blue light come on. Bastard got a nice ticket!
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Tomball Cops are everywhere, like a shadow...……………….small world, I worked in Tomball for 25 years.

In the late 80's a VW Bug southbound on I-5 weaving in and out of traffic faster than I thought a bug could go-
Passed a truck on the right shoulder and found a freeway sign base in the way. Spun out, went up over a high spot, became airborne and rolled in the air with doors opening and both occupants ejected. Stopped and found one DOA under the wreck and one still twitching with brain matter outside the skull. Wasn't really satisfying but still remember that as impressive.

Satisfaction was leaving Yosemite in a bad snow storm and having my CJ passed (and almost hit) by a new Escalade going mucho pronto. Found it wrapped around a tree a few miles later. Waved to the driver standing beside his bent POS as I went by.

Been awhile now but I left Atlanta once headed south on I-85 just after rush hour started on a Friday. Here came a trucker pulling an empty flatbed wide open, in and out of traffic. He got around and I didn't know what to do. No phones then. Turned out they were waiting for him. They forced him off the interstate at the weigh station and had him spread eagle on the pavement beside the truck when I went by. I was a lot younger then but I still remember that same feeling like it was yesterday.

Brought a smile to my heart.

Nothing that exciting here, but I did order up a firebox nano titanium stove today.

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Once in 1979 I was driving normal speed down an interstate minding my own business when I looked in my side mirror and saw a red dot off in the distance. By the time I turn the radio down and looked back into the mirror the red dot swished by my car like I was up on jack stands. I was going around 60 and he was going so fast I couldn't even tell what type car it was. I estimate he had to be going over 150mph. It was so fast it scared me just looking at it. What if I had changed lanes or swerved to miss an animal? Anyway, I kept on my travels listening to the radio going down the road. After about 15 miles I saw a cop car in the distance with somebody pulled over......you guessed it, it was the hotshot that passed me. He was driving one of those high dollar Porsches with the spoiler on the back... As I passed, he was facing me and I made sure he saw I was laughing and waving as I went by.

@OP... I have had a few of those instances where Karma stepped in along the way... And yes, it is satisfying...

Brother had a Porsche pass him on Independance Pass, saw him with a lot of cop cars clear down at Idaho Springs, that is about 100 miles. I had 2 muscle cars pass me racing, and the third car had a gumball on top. Also got passed when I was doing 65 in a 45 by a muscle chevy like I was stopped, then one of those big old Dodge partrol cars passed my like I was going backwards, had him at the bottom of the pass.

Some of these on open roads, I "may" have been guilty of myself, but not weaving and tailgating. I wish I could find a big lonesome highway anymore.

I was headed east on I-70. Just before the I-70/I-77 exchange a Camaro went by me at well over 100mph. He merged onto 77 South, went straight to the left lane........and ran an Ohio Trooper off the road. That was in the '70's, not a good time to "impress" an Ohio cop.

Crappy umpire at a ball game pulled over just outside the school. Everyone who attended waved at him.

Yep we have it in a bit more (potentially) serious manner but same thing.

I’m doing 60 in the right lane of a snow-covered & super slippery expressway just trying to stay out of the ditch. Dickweed in 4WD blasts by in passing lane at 75-80 mph forgetting apparently that brakes work the same on all vehicles and he’ll have to stop eventually.

Then a few miles up I see him in the ditch; hopefully safe having avoided the cheese graters in the median and having learned a lesson and REALLY hopefully not having involved anyone else in his stupidity.

Pretty cold outside but that’ll warm my heart every time.

reivertom
I worked for a company back in 1979 and one of the principals drove a red Porche.
No one even knew where he was until the KY State police called th office saying hey had pulled over a Porsche and the driver had no paperwork with him proving ownership.
Wonder if it is the same incident?
If it was him he probably politicoed himself out of it!

Yep, I had an experience kinda like that. Wife and I and the dog happened to be on the interstate just west of Springfield, Missouri. Headed home for the holidays. December, cold and rainy. Had the CB on and kept hearing comments about that a***ole driving too fast. Comments made about watching out for him. This went on for several miles. I told my wife to be on the lookout for this idiot. Just about then my Ford 360’d off the road onto the median. I had no idea what had happened. I got out and stepped on the ice and on my butt I went.

Arizona boy had never seen nor driven on ice before.

We had a sorry MFer at work that managed to get himself fired for stealing. He was a sorry black bastard that bragged he couldn’t be fired cause he was a minority. That was 5-10-11, I will never forget the day the director of maintenance came back there with security to escort him off the property. The had tried to fire him for incompetence twice, but he claimed he was being discriminated because he was black. That was a fine day!!!

Long line at the ramps one day.

Guy weaved and maneuvered his way all the way through the channel to get to the docks first.

Miami-Dade patrol boat pulled up next to him. Had a chat. Tied off to the side, and towedhim back out to the end of the channel.

Standing ovations from each boat.

Clapping here too. I hate people who cut in line,

Was fishing on a party boat out of Fort Lauderdale with the wife and had an absolute ass next to us. He had a brand new spinning outfit and would start fishing before the captain sounded the horn tangling up with everyone near by. Wife was frustrated and I told her if she didn’t want to fish, reel up and take a break. I didn’t want the rented pos pole going over the side and costing me money. Well the dude with the spinning rod left it leaning on the rail and a big wahoo grabbed his bait. It literally hung for a second on the rail and my wife seeing it could have grabbed it but instead clutched hers close and we watched that $200 setup torpedo into the drink. The entire boat clapped, priceless.

Was that on the 95? I've seen a lot of that on 95.

Last month when Donner was closed, I detoured down to 70 (Quincy to Oroville). Night time, raining pretty good. Not a lot of traffic, and I'm just winding down the road -- lots and lots of 30 and 35 MPH curves on that stretch. In the dark and rain, not a good time to push it.

Well, some dude in a rice burner starts pushing me. On my arse for miles. I come up behind the rock-knocker going down hill, and he keeps pushing. Rock knocker finds a pull out (turns out later he had to pee), so I pull off past him. He flies around like the devil himself is chasing him. Not a mile later, he's drilled his little rice burner into the wall. Not much left of the rig.

I ease around and set the van in the opposing lane with flashers on so no one else hits him, the rock knocker blocks off the other lane.

The arse hole has his teenage daughter with him, so I offer them a ride down the hill. It's late, it's raining, we're still 40 miles from the bottom of the hill.

Nope. Don't want a ride down the hill. He needs to go to Chico, and Oroville just won't do.

Allrighty-then. Off I went. Took the cops an hour and a half to get there.....

Didn't get any satisfaction out of the whole episode, but Karma was definitely served...

We were coming back from vacation on Cape Cod on a Sunday in August. We were on I-95 in Delaware and it was like being in the middle of the pack at Daytona. 4 lanes of traffic, all going about 70. I'm in the left lane and just going with the flow when I see in my rear view mirror this big ass Lincoln pimp mobile with NY tags picking and weaving his way through traffic, as if he was going somewhere. After he worked his way past me, he was about 4 cars in front of me, he makes a lane change and makes contact with another car in his right rear quarter panel. He gets her sideways and shoots across the other two right lanes without making contact with any other cars and plows in head first into the grassy hill side. The last thing I saw was all four wheels off the ground as I went by. It would have been bad if he bounced back out into traffic.

There was another for me. I was turning left at an intersection, and sitting at the green light waiting my opportunity. It was roughly this time of year. The intersection was not a perfect cross, but the side I was on curved sharply just beyond me.

The light turns yellow, and I think here is my chance. But I note barrelling full speed and definitely going to be hitting the intersection as the light changes, is a full size pickup with a huge snowplow on the front. Not going to argue with that vehicle, so I stopped after a foot or two seeing he was determined to deny me the turn. ALL about him!

Flies through the intersection, and physics being what it is on a curve with snow or ice, continues straight, blasts over a berm, and smash lands directly into a huge snow pile that had been pushed to the edge of a skating rink's parking lot. Truck was now at a 45 degree angle on the pile as I saw him exit the passenger door, as his door was jammed in the pack. Light turned green, and I had no one coming, so slowly turned left, looked backwards, made eye contact, and flipped him off as he sat there mouth breathing.

It was a good feeling.

GoDogs; way back in the day (79?, 80?) heading back to Calgary from skiing in Lake Louise on what was then a 2 line highway. Traffic was solid and moving about 15-20 mph when the speed limit was 60.

I'm driving an old beat up station wagon wagon with girlfriend and some buddies in the car, tunes on enjoying the slow crawl as much as possible. Look into the side view mirror and a new white Cadillac is screaming up the shoulder, so I slide over half in my lane, half in the shoulder. Really pissed off the dude in the Caddie with his hospital parking sticker, he's cussing, giving me the finger, his wife is trying hide behind her hands, kids in the back seat are slumping down.

After I few minutes I got bored with the game and slide into my lane and the caddie flys by givingme the bird.

Three miles down the road ( with traffic still solid and moving slow) the RCMP have the white caddie pulled over. Dude is getting a ticket and an earful from the wife. We drive by hang out the windows smile and wave.

Really enjoyed, obviously enough to type about 40 years later.

All the best.

GRF

Anyone driving slower than me is a dawdling old fool that should have their license revoked.

Anyone driving faster than me is a fing maniac that belongs in jail