If you are not a fan of childish antics, immaturity and general foolishness just check out now. Otherwise......prepare yourself.


































































Two nights ago, I was leaving my house in the truck after a week of working 20 hour days and driving my Jeep. It was good to be behind the wheel of some height and power.. I was tooling along toward the stop sign when two fools, one in a Cayanne and one in some pos infiniti rip a left right in front of me. I missed hitting the Porsche by a hair. I hit the horns, the h.i.d's and flipped them a double eagle as well. So these two monkeys proceed to slow to a crawl right in front of me in both lanes right up to a stop sign. I stay behind them, patient but vengeful fellow , that I am.They both make a left at the sign and I followed them, not bothering to stop. I should tell you, dear reader, that the road we were turning on to has no side roads for 2 miles and is mostly straight and flat. Can you see what's coming?










So the two turkeys decide that their cars are oh, so fast and hit it. Now I know I can't keep up with them for the first 1/4 but after that,it was awn. I hit the skinny pedal and struggled to keep up for about 1000 yards but then the turbo spooled up nice, the black fire seriously belched and my big, fine girl took off. Up through 60 and 70 these sissy, foreign bred uselessuv's kept with me and tried to block my way. Finally mr. Infiniti rolled into the right lane in front of his mentally challenged friend and Henry Ford's pride and joy took off. 80 then 90 and on to the century mark.Those poor kids couldn't seem to prod their little motors past 70 on this quiet side street.Goodbye yellow brick road, I was gone. 8k and way plus pounds of angry American Iron, spitting black smoke and waking up the neighbors with it's rattletrap noise and loud music.



























Well, I reached the end of the road after a fine run, my tires nice and warmed up now, fully 20 or 30 seconds before the two ashamed girls. They pulled up on either side of me, their stupid slack jawed faces glaring at my huge beastie. I obliged by rolling down my windows and telling them both that their silly little cars may be fast but that does them no good without sufficient sack to drive them like they were built to be. I locked the rear and when the light turned green, lit up my rears for a minute making everyone in site turn their heads to see what kind of monster had the guts to spin 40"s at a dead stop on concrete. Foolish? Yes. Stupid? Probably. Immature? Definitely.






























































BUt haven't you ever just needed to open up each and every one of those four hundred and forty four cubic inches? To be riding on the back of something way more powerful than you, right on the brink of being out of control? Doesn't that make you feel......ALIVE?Especially when some uppity teenager in his daddy's expensive pile of crap thinks he has what it takes to hang?Yes, dear reader,I've always been crazy, but it's kept me from going insane.There are times when it is is just fine to be alive and driving a truck.

 

I love it!

 

CWB is my hero forever.

 

You be da MAN!!!!

 

Life as it should be lived ........................

 

CWB, I wanna be like you when I decide to grow up...

 

Man that was great.

 

U Da' Man!

 

yaever just have one of those nights when you're right on the edge of your last bit of sanity and it really doesn't take much to push you over? That was it for me. The little..........uuuhhhmmmmmm................guys just hit the wrong nerve at the wrong time. It was funny,though, that little bit of silliness snapped the funk I was in. Speed kills

 

cwb for President

 

Cool story..

Recently, on one of our state roads where it goes from 4 lanes to 2 lanes just after a traffic light, a dude in a BMW tries to push me off the road at the merge point. I am in the correct lane and he is in the merge lane. Well needless to say, at that point in time, I decided that I wanted part of his merge lane... He thought he would hang in there until he saw those 37 Super Swampers heading toward his fenders. Well I can tell you he decided to test and see if all four of his wheel would lock up. They did so, and nicely I might add.

So I guess and this point, he decided he hadn't had enough. He decided to speed up as fast as he could to my rear bumper. I wanted to show him that my Ford would lock up 37's just as nicely as his BMW had. I did, and I guess he didn't like the looks of that class 4 hitch about to enter his cooling system... He did a break check again.

He decided at this point that people driving big lifted truck may be crazy and possibly a red neck too. He must of decided that I was in a fire truck at that point because he decided to stay back 500 feet - regardless of my speed.

My friend that was with me said - "Wow, that was just too cool. Nothing like a redneck in a truck to keep people wondering."

 

thats good to hear freakin' yuppies

 

What is about big trucks that makes people say to themselves," That must be some damn fool driving that truck, which is obviously so big that it must be slow, underpowered, or both. I'm going to cut him off, or whatever." The preceding story was a tale of gross irresponsibilty and what follows is also. KIDS! DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME! I wrote that because I remembered that Ken said there may be a lot of kids on the board. Anywhoo....I have and will continue to push people like this into oncoming obstructions. I am usually rather gracious on the road but if you try and cut me off or make me move, you will find me coming at you and not away. One, I'm not afraid of you hurting me and two, I think you'll give up before I will. For all the haters....yes, I am aware that this may be considered psychotic behavior. Unless, like 250 and I, you regularly drive in downtown L.A. than you have nooooooo idea.

 

funny? Yes
True? More than likely
can i relate? OHH HAIL YEAH!


i did spend 15 of the last 16 commuting daily in orange county, with a year or two of that in l.a., and riverside counties.... socal drivers will definately test your mettle, thankfully i have ALWAYS answered the challenge, and come out victorious!

 

Someone should place a PSA (public service announcement) letting everyone out there know that these SuperDuties may be big, and powerful, and beautiful, and awsome, and strong...

But they can also move! No one likes to be cut off. And we can get even, even if it doesn't look like it. This isn't your grandpa's truck!