Dumbass drivers - From dumbass dodge drivers to wannabe street racers in Honda Civics

[SadClownMan]

So one day I was in my Jeep 2000 Sahara with the windows down since it was a beautiful day. You know high 70’s low humidity in the 35% (low for where I’m at anyways). I’m just cruising a long and minding my own business going about 10mph over the already 60mph speed limit, when this asshole in a Dodge Ram starts tailgating me. So I speed up a little to get him off of me and he does it again. I brake check him to get him off of me and he really did not like that. By the sounds of it he puts the Dodge into third gear, lugs the engine hard and blows smoke into my face as he passes by. Frankly I was pissed since I just washed the Jeep not to long ago and now I have to get that shit outta the interior to. Would’ve been the end of the story right? Wrong. He does the same shit again when I met him at an intersection. Funnily enough, this time a deputy was sitting right there at the stop sign and got before he could go to far.

Ive also noticed a funny correlation of people’s personalities (driving wise) and the types of vehicles they drive. You got the Yeeyee type rednecks in the Dodges, the asshats in BMW’s that act like they own the road, fast and furious Tokyo drift rejects in their Ricer rockets (Honda civics), and the hood niggas in their Mercedes’s.
Any other odd correlations Y’all noticed while driving?

 

[REGENDarySumanai]

Any driver from Maryland. Fuck them.

 

[8777BB5]

I think the biggest amount of dumb driving was the guy I saw driving his 1932 Chevy truck on the railroad tracks. Due to having rear wheel drive the truck can drive on the railroad tracks as the nonpowered front wheels will follow the rails. We followed him for three miles before the road left the railroad. Given I didn't hear anything, i guess he got out okay

 

[The Great Citracett]

My favorite are the "country boys" who pretend they're hardworking farmers, but really they're just spoiled brats whose daddy bought them a brand new Chevy Duramax that they drive around blowing smoke on things and listening to Jason Aldean and chewing Grizzly. That and driving through actual farmer's fields and doing donuts in yards.

These trucks are typically made totally useless by installing 24" rims, and a 10" chrome exhaust stack coming up through the middle of the box so they can't even haul anything there.

Bonus points for huge windshield stickers reading "DirtyMax", "Hillbilly Hotrod", or "Cowboy Cadillac".

Also have to mention the ricers who drive around like maniacs in bone stock non-turbo Civics with the windows plastered with stickers of performance parts they don't have. Or better yet, stickers of stereo equipment brands all over the outside of the car. My favorite is when you see they have a huge 6" racing tach complete with shift light mounted to the front pillar.

And it's a fucking automatic.

 

[NOT Sword Fighter Super]

Here's an in-depth article about Honda Civic owners.

 

[Y2K Baby]

I once saw an Asian woman.

 

[8777BB5]

I once saw an Asian woman.

Did she show you her ladycock?

 

[Y2K Baby]

Did she show you her ladycock?

No, but I did.

 

[SadClownMan]

Here's an in-depth article about Honda Civic owners.

Damn...back before maddox become and assmad cuck.

My favorite are the "country boys" who pretend they're hardworking farmers, but really they're just spoiled brats whose daddy bought them a brand new Chevy Duramax that they drive around blowing smoke on things and listening to Jason Aldean and chewing Grizzly. That and driving through actual farmer's fields and doing donuts in yards.

These trucks are typically made totally useless by installing 24" rims, and a 10" chrome exhaust stack coming up through the middle of the box so they can't even haul anything there.
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Bonus points for huge windshield stickers reading "DirtyMax", "Hillbilly Hotrod", or "Cowboy Cadillac".

God those fuckers are a dime a dozen where I’m at (southeast Texas area) they think that just because daddy bought them the newest and greatest dully pickup that they’re magically a country boy despite not doing anything like the farm I work at (mainly just driving tractors around and fixing the occasional fence). The closest thing they do hat can be considered “country” is dipping tobacco, and listening to Luke Bryan hickhop type country music. They also usually ruin those dullys which make damn good work trucks by jacking them up, and putting a dumbass smoke stack on it

 

[NOT Sword Fighter Super]

Yeah, man. Not to go too off topic, but there's a reason why Maddox turning into such a bitch is so disappointing.

Also, here is his car (lol):

 

[Y2K Baby]

Yeah, man. Not to go too off topic, but there's a reason why Maddox turning into such a bitch is so disappointing.

Also, here is his car (lol):View attachment 491578

Small dick the car (tm)

 

[millais]

Old people who leave their turn signals permanently on. It's very confusing because I know some people like to change lanes from the outside lane of the highway all the way to the inside within seconds of merging onto the highway, so they do end up having their turn signals on for however long it takes them to do it, but about half the time it's just an old person that leaves the signals on permanently.

The other variation is someone whose brake lights only work for either the left or right side of their car, so every time they pump their brakes, it looks like they are signalling turn left or right.

 

[Maiden-TieJuan]

Ugh. I have cousins that are REALLY into street racing. Personally, i have known too many people that have had family members killed street racing to think it is all "harmless fun" like they claim.

My dad was a first responder for 30 years, and he used to work in the city with the only stop light on a freeway in the Central Valley. He used to have tons of street racing calls out there, because it was a pretty flat straight run from the light for about a two mile stretch after it. So people would go there at 2 or 3 am to race their cars. Now the reason there was a stop light there was because it bisected a small town in the middle of a big Ag area. The town was heavily populated with field workers who all lived on the north side of the freeway. The bar was on the South side of the free way. (See where I am going here?) The street racers always raced at closing time, when the drunks were stumbling across the freeway to their homes...in the dark...wearing dark clothing.

By the time the first responders got there, there wasn't a lot left of the victim. That area was called the Red Road by all the fire fighters, paramedics, and police officers and sheriffs, and each station had (I am not even kidding you) snow shovels and body bags that were used OFT EN. It happened so often that the emergency services had a rule, you had to be rotated out of the station after 13 months. No one could work that city or that intersection area for longer then 13 months, and there was mandatory PTSD counseling afterwards. It IS California, after all.

But as for stupid driver stories? The streets near the high school here are separated by an island, one side going one direction, and the other side going the opposite way. We have a retirement home about a block from the high school, and the old fart drivers often "forget" and drive down the wrong side of the road, into oncoming traffic, because otherwise they would have to drive past their home a couple blocks and make a U Turn at the light to get into their parking lot. They always act like the innocent party when they cause accidents doing it, too.

 

[nanny911]

People who tailgate, seriously, go around! I nearly got rear-ended by some kids in their white trash-mobile because I came to a (admittedly hard) stop at a yellow light turning red. A few seconds and about a mile later, someone passed in an intersection, which happens to be an extremely deadly one. And as for correlations, there's people who think they're cool for driving Nissens and Kias, so they blow up on you, and then there's ALWAYS that one Buick who pulls out on a rural highway during a double yellow-line and won't go the speed limit. Frustrating, man.

 

[The Shadow]

My favorite are the "country boys" who pretend they're hardworking farmers, but really they're just spoiled brats whose daddy bought them a brand new Chevy Duramax that they drive around blowing smoke on things and listening to Jason Aldean and chewing Grizzly. That and driving through actual farmer's fields and doing donuts in yards.

These trucks are typically made totally useless by installing 24" rims, and a 10" chrome exhaust stack coming up through the middle of the box so they can't even haul anything there.
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Bonus points for huge windshield stickers reading "DirtyMax", "Hillbilly Hotrod", or "Cowboy Cadillac".

Also have to mention the ricers who drive around like maniacs in bone stock non-turbo Civics with the windows plastered with stickers of performance parts they don't have. Or better yet, stickers of stereo equipment brands all over the outside of the car. My favorite is when you see they have a huge 6" racing tach complete with shift light mounted to the front pillar.
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And it's a fucking automatic.

Those "country boy" types tried to run me off the road on my motorcycle once. Of course I also had a lady in a Hyundai try to do the same thing.

 

[The Great Citracett]

Those "country boy" types tried to run me off the road on my motorcycle once. Of course I also had a lady in a Hyundai try to do the same thing.

Almost every time I've almost gotten in an accident on my bike, it's been because some soccer mom was screaming at kids in back of her minivan instead of stopping at the stop sign.

One time I was riding early in the morning down a deserted road and a county cop coming down a side road blew a stop sign right in front of me, and instead of just keeping going, he saw me coming and slammed the brakes right in the middle of the road.

I managed to avoid him and not crash the bike by swerving into the left lane and going around him. He then proceeded to follow me close for the next 5 miles until I stopped at a gas station, where he circled the parking lot a few times before leaving.

 

[CWCchange]

Those "country boy" types tried to run me off the road on my motorcycle once. Of course I also had a lady in a Hyundai try to do the same thing.

In my experience, nine out of ten dumbass drivers drive Hyundais or Kias. They drive too slow in front of you, even when cutting you off after increasing speed, and right in between flows of traffic when you need to turn.

The other tenth is divided between fuckers in new Corollas already dinged up, or Le 56% faces in shitty compact and/or Jap pickup trucks.

 

[Maxliam]

My favorite are the "country boys" who pretend they're hardworking farmers, but really they're just spoiled brats whose daddy bought them a brand new Chevy Duramax that they drive around blowing smoke on things and listening to Jason Aldean and chewing Grizzly. That and driving through actual farmer's fields and doing donuts in yards.

These trucks are typically made totally useless by installing 24" rims, and a 10" chrome exhaust stack coming up through the middle of the box so they can't even haul anything there.
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Bonus points for huge windshield stickers reading "DirtyMax", "Hillbilly Hotrod", or "Cowboy Cadillac".

Also have to mention the ricers who drive around like maniacs in bone stock non-turbo Civics with the windows plastered with stickers of performance parts they don't have. Or better yet, stickers of stereo equipment brands all over the outside of the car. My favorite is when you see they have a huge 6" racing tach complete with shift light mounted to the front pillar.
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And it's a fucking automatic.

Oh my god that's fucking sad. I drive a stick and the vehicle has a built in arrow on the dash that lights up when to shift. It's actually kinda nice to have but I know when to shift since I've been driving a stick for almost 2 decades. I mean it's not a racer by any means, just an old Saturn.

I don't get the wannabe redneck/country boy thing. I really don't. It's always people who would not make it one day working on a ranch/farm. They'd collapse from heat exhaustion or cry about their little hands having blisters since you know they wouldn't wear gloves.

Those "country boy" types tried to run me off the road on my motorcycle once. Of course I also had a lady in a Hyundai try to do the same thing.

I had a one jump out of his pick up with a bat at a stoplight and yell at me about kicking my ass because I passed him on the feeder road. Welp, here in Texas you can carry a pistol in your car without a LTC. He fumbled back to his car really quick when I simply just grabbed my beautiful little S&W 5906 out of the glove box so he could clearly see I wouldn't start that fight but would easily end it. Jackass pulled into a parking lot and disappeared into a side street. Didn't even have to leave the driver's seat. Comfy as fuck teaching a jackass a very important life lesson. And I'm not a tough guy by any stretch. I was relieved that scared him off. Hopefully that knocked some sense in his head that playing stupid games means you win stupid prizes.

Gave me a chuckle when I did defensive driving for a ticket online a couple years ago. The state has a PSA about road rage where a similar thing happens in it. It tells drivers to "Play nice." or something. Who says government agencies can't have a sense of humor?

 

[The Shadow]

In my experience, nine out of ten dumbass drivers drive Hyundais or Kias. They drive too slow in front of you, even when cutting you off after increasing speed, and right in between flows of traffic when you need to turn.

The other tenth is divided between fuckers in new Corollas already dinged up, or Le 56% faces in compact and/or Jap pickup trucks.

My numbers differ somewhat, I find a lot of people in expensive Krautmobiles seem to think they own the road.

 

[Maxliam]

My numbers differ somewhat, I find a lot of people in expensive Krautmobiles seem to think they own the road.

Oddly for me it's guys in crappy ecosmart or whatever it is Mustangs. Hell if you're gonna get a Stang, at least get a GT with a V8 5.0. Going cheap on it is just stupid. They can't even handle the crappy little V6 Mustang they have. Had a teen almost sideswipe me pulling out of a Walgreens, didn't even realize he almost hit me. Then he wanted to race me at the stoplight...when I was in the left turning lane. I just drove on and he peels out...in front of a cop who was on the other side of the intersection and those lights go off. I should have double backed so I could honk and laugh but meh, instant karma was still satisfying.