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Jaguar drivers are certainly on a roll, recently.  Here’s a balding assnut with a mid-life crisis in a moss green Jaguar going south on Coldwater.  First off, he was more concerned with posing in his convertible with his left elbow resting on his driver-side door rather than using his signal toggle.  He became a real winner in his book when he revved his impatient ass past as many cars as possible, rather than merging calmly like everyone else, when Coldwater became one lane south of Ventura Blvd.  Seriously, does it really matter if you reach Beverly Hills 3 car lengths sooner?  Or is it more important for you to display a brief burst of automotive testosterone?  And the kicker for me was how he was tailgating the vehicle in front of him for the entire winding 5-mile stretch through the canyon.  Again, to what avail, I ask?  It’s not like the vehicle in front could go any faster with yet another car in front.  But then again, shouldn’t a Jaguar convertible give someone enough street cred to cut traffic lines?  Apparently, this arrogant prick suffering from erectile dysfunction thinks so.

Filed under: aggressive, car lights, cell phone, clueless, tailgating