Slow your Mustang down...

So I'm driving along yesterday when I see this silver Mustang coming up really fast behind me. First of all, I'm already going over the speed limit, so I see no reason to speed up. Second of all, the stop sign was like 10 feet away, so I just keep driving.

The Mustang passes me on a 2 lane road and almost hits a car coming from the other direction, and then it almost hits me cutting in front of me and swerving to miss the other car.

Being the lady that I am, I show these teenage punkarses my middle finger and call him a name that begins with an "m" and ends with and "er." I'm sure you all know what I mean.

Anyhoo, the kid and his wannabe Backstreet Boy friend turn around and smile at me, and he BACKS HIS CAR UP INTO MINE. Yeah, tapped the front of my car. Then he sped off.

I followed him for as long as I could, but he was going about 50 down residential streets where there are a lot of children. He also passed (once again, on a non-passing street) about 2 other cars, so I lost him.

I did, however, get his license plate number. Bwwwahhhhaaaa!

Being the old woman that I am, I called the police. I told the operator he hit me, but didn't file a report because I knew there was no damage. She sent out a unit though because I said he was driving dangerously. I also seriously sounded like my mom when I said, "I think he might be on something." Truth is, I don't know if he was, but if it makes them take the call more seriously, so be it.

Cassie called right after it happened. Thank God because I was shaking like a leaf and her voice had this magical soothing effect. Props to Cassie.

Long story even longer, Girard is going to ask some of his cop friends to "run" the number. My boss also used to work for the DA, so he said he would too. I'd love to call this kids parents and tell them what he did.

I may be stupid, but if I were this kids' parents, I'd be mortified.

Sorry my story was so long. Happy Friday everyone!
I'm going to Rome tomorrow to see the fam!!