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Right now my car is the only working car in the family. My brother managed to destroy both his car and my fathers (they're both almost working), so I let dad borrow mine long term. It's a really good thing I did especially tonight. 
He picked me up from work and my feet were sore from standing for 8 hours so he drove. Things are good, we get some food (check HERE for that story), and we're just getting off the highway and onto the one that will take us home when the car starts a-shuddering and turning to the side. Uttoh...
We pull over on the side and dad realizes that the front driver's tie rod busted and we have no money for a tow truck. Luckily, my car is a beast and as long as we don't go over 20mph she stays straight and turns when we want her to. So dad puts the flashers on and we creep down the highway. It's not the best circumstance but it's our only way to get home.
One would think that when you see a car from a mile or two back with it's flashers on creeping along in the slow lane, one would get into one of the other (empty) lanes. At least 8 people either waited until the last possible second to get over or, in the case of one asshole, follow us for 5 miles with his bright lights on honking his horn. For the entire 5 miles the lane next to us was empty. Hell, for the 5 miles before and after it was too. It's like these people thought it was some big joke and that we could really go faster safely if we wanted to.
I'm just thankful that my father is a mechanic and can fix the problem in about 20 minutes at little to no cost to himself (we had an agreement that he would be responsible for any problems that arose while he is borrowing my car).
All those other drivers who decided to be complete assholes can suck my inverted dick.
He picked me up from work and my feet were sore from standing for 8 hours so he drove. Things are good, we get some food (check HERE for that story), and we're just getting off the highway and onto the one that will take us home when the car starts a-shuddering and turning to the side. Uttoh...
We pull over on the side and dad realizes that the front driver's tie rod busted and we have no money for a tow truck. Luckily, my car is a beast and as long as we don't go over 20mph she stays straight and turns when we want her to. So dad puts the flashers on and we creep down the highway. It's not the best circumstance but it's our only way to get home.
One would think that when you see a car from a mile or two back with it's flashers on creeping along in the slow lane, one would get into one of the other (empty) lanes. At least 8 people either waited until the last possible second to get over or, in the case of one asshole, follow us for 5 miles with his bright lights on honking his horn. For the entire 5 miles the lane next to us was empty. Hell, for the 5 miles before and after it was too. It's like these people thought it was some big joke and that we could really go faster safely if we wanted to.
I'm just thankful that my father is a mechanic and can fix the problem in about 20 minutes at little to no cost to himself (we had an agreement that he would be responsible for any problems that arose while he is borrowing my car).
All those other drivers who decided to be complete assholes can suck my inverted dick.
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