I'm driving home and a Lancer Evo pulls out behind me... damn, I won't be the only North Dakotian with a Lancer Evo!
Well, he pulls up beside me, turning left, and I look, and it's some kid on his cell phone. He seriously couldn't have been older than 16, and quite frankly, I'd be surprised if he was that old.
Anyway, obvious issues with that aside - he turns left, I guess he hasn't learned good foot control, because it sounded like his foot slipped, the engine roared and died, and he turns wide into the kerb and as I'm driving forwards I saw the front bumper cracked, which pretty much renders the car undrivable when it's hanging on the floor.
Yeah. Hopefully that'll hike the insurance enough that his dumbfuck parents won't let him drive a turbocharged car...
Well, he pulls up beside me, turning left, and I look, and it's some kid on his cell phone. He seriously couldn't have been older than 16, and quite frankly, I'd be surprised if he was that old.
Anyway, obvious issues with that aside - he turns left, I guess he hasn't learned good foot control, because it sounded like his foot slipped, the engine roared and died, and he turns wide into the kerb and as I'm driving forwards I saw the front bumper cracked, which pretty much renders the car undrivable when it's hanging on the floor.
Yeah. Hopefully that'll hike the insurance enough that his dumbfuck parents won't let him drive a turbocharged car...