“Didja Know You Ain’t Got No Brake Lights Back There?”
This is the question posed to me while stopped at the end of my road waiting for traffic to clear. A Dodge 4×4 truck, Harley Davidson decal on the back window, redneck behind the wheel-just the average Sunday afternoon horn tooter. I look back, roll down the window and say, “Yeah?” which is when he informed me of the brake light situation. I wanted to say, “Thanks, Sparky, I have it under control,” but all I could mutter was, “Yeah, I know, thanks.” Primarily because I had to keep from laughing and the fact I had no idea who this guy was and well, rednecks can be serial killers too. I’ve been driving without brake lights for months. It’s become a game to me-seeing if I can hide from any cop car I see- although when the Deputy Sheriff pulled me over for the light above the license plate being out- he didn’t notice the brake lights. I can’t tell you how many cops have passed me, or, been behind me and not pulled me over. I shall win this fight. For all of us.
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You have given us all hope. Godspeed!
I ignore people who honk at me, if they don’t have blue lights screw em.
I was at a stop light once though a long time ago when I lived at home and the light was on a down slope, truck comes up bumps me slightly, I figure whatever, move a smidge up, he does it again. This time I get out of the car and go behind mine and the lights green by now and he just stares at me while I check out my bumper. Jackass…
I get back in my car and go through the yellow light and he has to stop cuz it’s red then.
I wouldn’t have stopped either, but another car was behind him so I felt a little safer. I’ve heard stories about people bumping into the back of a car on purpose- just to rob or do whatever to the person- that’s so dangerous. This is why if it ever happens to me- I’m driving to the closest convenience store.