Posted on August 24th, 2010 by I-95, U-405
Idiocy Meter Asshole Meter I was late to the dentist this morning, though it’s sad to say that going 20 miles in an hour is still considered “not bad” by L.A. standards. Naturally, matters for everyone on the road aren’t improved by leapfroggers like the guy driving this older model Mercedes (likely native, 4UKZ license [...]
Filed under: aggressive, leapfrog | 2 Comments »
Posted on August 3rd, 2010 by I-95, U-405
Idiocy Meter Asshole Meter Yes, I know you can hardly see the car circled in the picture. Regardless, if you happen to come across a punk in his late 20s/early 30s with dark gelled hair who drives a white Mercedes (license plate starts with a 6) like a hunched over senior citizen grabbing the wheel [...]
Filed under: aggressive, car lights, clueless, speeding, tailgating | No Comments »
Posted on January 29th, 2010 by I-95, U-405
Idiocy Meter Asshole Meter How many sideswipe near-misses do you need in one long city block for you to get the message that you just suck as a driver? How about 3? The borderline senior citizen in his late 50′s/early 60′s in this silver Mercedes CLK 430 needs to calm the frack down behind the [...]
Filed under: aggressive, clueless, observation, senior, tailgating | No Comments »
Posted on January 9th, 2010 by I-95, U-405
Idiocy Meter Asshole Meter Let me flip-flop here and say that this one is for the transplants. Now before I talk about this clueless wench in her crappy maroon Kia Sedona minivan, let me talk about the moronic likely L.A. native (license plate started with a 3) in an older model Mercedes who was merging [...]
Filed under: aggressive, car lights, cell phone, clueless, observation, tailgating | 4 Comments »
Posted on January 8th, 2010 by I-95, U-405
Idiocy Meter Asshole Meter Here’s one for the native Los Angelenos…. This short brunette transplant (who couldn’t stop playing with her hair) in her white Mercedes C240 with Connecticut plates blindly peeled out of a driveway on Tyrone (Beverly Glen turns into Tyrone north of Ventura), directly in front of me–and I mean right in [...]
Filed under: aggressive, observation | No Comments »