Playing chicken with cars: ******* idiots

Lad i know had this happen to him, except the numbskull mis-timed his jump into the road, hit the car and bounced back off resulting in a broken leg...result...
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If you hit & kill them You cannot take them home to eat them but the next car can :D
 
Thanks for all the feedback guys :D

To be honest I was surprised I managed to stop in time. It was quite damp out tonight and so I would have expected my braking distance to be a lot further.

todd flanders said:
You were doing 40mph in fifth? How on earth did you keep going!
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:confused: my car is fine at 40 in fifth (thought not much lower).
 
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should have hit the breaks late making the screeching but getting you nowhere, forensics would see the tyre marks and say you was doing legal limit but he jumped out too close - case closed.

I think chavs should have their own law system that has capital punishment
 
Yeah, your mistake was not accelerating... only way they'l ever learn that people don't take crap.

Similar sort of thing happened to me a few weeks ago.

Driving up a side road, fairly long.. and was late at night. Could see at the top of the road that there was some kids and a skip. I could see them dragging something across the road... obviously trying to make a road block!

As I got closer, realised it was some plastic cones and barries as well as a settee. Thought **** this and put my foot down. Cue kid jumping off the settee in fear into the skip and all the other kids scrammbling. I rammed the settee on the side and smashed through the cones (settee stuck to the side of my car!!)

Gets out and starts screaming obscenities and they all scattered. Few guys were walking down the road from the local pub and helped me pull the settee off my car and put it by the skip.

Luckily there was no damage on my car (wasn't too fussed anyway as I drive company cars most of the time now).. but it was worth it just to see the little chavs faces :D And it felt like a movie driving through those barriers.
 
NiCkNaMe said:
Yeah, your mistake was not accelerating... only way they'l ever learn that people don't take crap.

Similar sort of thing happened to me a few weeks ago.

Driving up a side road, fairly long.. and was late at night. Could see at the top of the road that there was some kids and a skip. I could see them dragging something across the road... obviously trying to make a road block!

As I got closer, realised it was some plastic cones and barries as well as a settee. Thought **** this and put my foot down. Cue kid jumping off the settee in fear into the skip and all the other kids scrammbling. I rammed the settee on the side and smashed through the cones (settee stuck to the side of my car!!)

Gets out and starts screaming obscenities and they all scattered. Few guys were walking down the road from the local pub and helped me pull the settee off my car and put it by the skip.

Luckily there was no damage on my car (wasn't too fussed anyway as I drive company cars most of the time now).. but it was worth it just to see the little chavs faces :D And it felt like a movie driving through those barriers.
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thats the best story I have heard on here so far lol!
 
I hope he comes up against one of these :) :

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Consider yourself very lucky! Around here the new 'craze' of the feral ***** is to wait until a car is coming and then push a shopping trolley full of breeze blocks into the path. Then, after giving the driver the old 'merchant banker' hand sign, the brave little darlings leg it down an alley, across a bowling green and away into the night.
 
Glad you're okay, as much as they deserved to be knocked over the twits will only cause you stress and inconvenience for nothing. Hope they do get what's coming though.
 
I saw a chav walk out in front of a merc once so that it had to do an emergency stop, the bloke jumped out and punched him. It was one of the best moments of my life :D
 
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