I guess somewhere I ran over a screw. Put my spare on only to findout it's half full of air. Went home backroads. Speed limit on one was 50 I went 40 to everyones beams. Whatever. I'm the kinda person who let's others get mad usually. Then almost home 2 teenage punks decide I need to stop to let them cross the street. One young skinny kid, put his hand up like stop. I slow down and get too close to second kid as he passes on purpose. They both had 40's of beer. The kid I almost ran over says as I pass "you need to check your attitude bro". I was like "alright, have a nice day". Just like guy who came at me with tire iron. I let people come at me if they want and stay calm until that moment. Rarely do I attack first. I thought about it but, why get out or get mad. Ya, I could takem both np. But why. All in all, I'm going to town fair tire. My brother told me they do 9 dollar patch job on tires and his buddy has ran his tire for almost 3 years with a patch. I'd rather that then a new 200 dollar bf goodrich all terrain ta ko.
I just laugh to myself about those kids. I know I usta be a punk when I was 15.
I just laugh to myself about those kids. I know I usta be a punk when I was 15.