Please watch out for me in my Alien Green Kia Soul

SC plate CUR165. When I'm on Harborview Rd on James Island I think when the sign shows "right lane ends merge to the left" it means push to the front of the merge line on the left. You have to excuse me I'm a spoiled brat whom thinks that the world revolves around me!

 Yesterday morning around 7:45 an idiot driving a maroon/burgundy Dodge Stratus (I wish I had gotten his license plate #) decides to cut out in front of me on Paris Bridge Rd. I guess he couldn't wait for 1 more car (being me) to pass before coming out. The speed limit is 50 and he continues to crawl at 20. Needless to say I am on his tail hoping he'll get the hint to speed up, esp since he was in such a hurry to cut in front of me. This moron then decided to start hitting his brakes. What the hell?? Please people if you are in such a hurry that you have to cut in front of someone at least press the friggin gas pedal!! It's not that hard. Oh nevermind, this is SC. People here have NO clue how to drive.

 On Sunday September 7, 2008 while driving on Jarvis Klapman Blvd, a black Toyota Tundra lic #890-1CY was riding my bumper them proceded to go around me. The he cut right back in front of me. When we got to the corner of Gasden St he cut back in front of me after I went around him. This guy needs to slow down and not ride peoples bumpers.

Around 11:30 am today while leaving WalMart in Boiling Springs this guy in an older model dark grey Toyota Carolla (license plate SC 66? 5D?) comes flying thru the gas station and runs a stop sign causing me to hit the breaks and for the truck entering to break to avoid hitting him. What is the freakin hurry? Not to mention that while I was behind him he was unable to use a turn signal. Big surprise there. No wonder his car is beat up and looks like shit. Watch out for this idiot!!

I'd also like to point out that while exiting the Wally World parking lot there were 2 vehicles coming in the opposite direction. The problem? It's a one way lane!! Then people look at me like I'm from mars for pointing and mouthing it while riding by. Look at the arrows people! I know a lot of people down here are illiterate and can't read the Enter/Exit signs posted above the doorways but to read an arrow direction isn't that hard......

i am sick to death of the kind and considerate butt holes that travel Celenese Rd in Rock Hill.  try to understand this concept.  if you need to use the right lane to enter 77 Northbound then do not cut people off 50 feet before the entrance.  get in the proper lane before it is necessary.  you know you need to get in line like the rest of us and wait your turn.  i realized this is a new concept for ignorant and uneducationed southerners thinking that they are driving for NASCAR or running moonshine but i thought there was such a thing as southern hospitality.  i guess that applies to everything but driving?  lets not even get started about traveling on the interstates in and around Charlotte.  Not every accident is a sightseeing attraction.  Just because it bleeds does not mean you need to stare at the injured parties like a sideshow attraction.  think about how you would feel...oh wait a minute that is right you don't understand the analytical process.  and what is with the imaginary line that everything behind the line is backed up to the stateline and everything over the line is free and clear.  there was never an accident or anything.  folks pick a lane and stay there but if you must change lanes USE YOUR FREAKING TURN SIGNALS YOU KNOW THEY COME FREE WITH THE CAR.  I REALIZE THAT THE MENTALITY AND INTELLECT IS LACKING BUT IF YOU CAN US THE INTERNET TO FIND A NASCAR RACE YOU CAN USE YOUR TURN SIGNALS.  PLEASE TAKE THE CAR OWNERS CLASS THAT SHOWS YOU HOW TO USE YOUR TURN SIGNALS.  THE NOVELTY IS IT MIGHT JUST SAVE YOUR LIFE!  WOW SAVING A LIFE!  now that i have your attention please pay attention.  one more thing STAY OFF THE FREAKING CELLPHONE AND QUIT PUTTING YOUR MAKE-UP ON.  please!!!!! again the life you save maybe your own.  folks get a grip drive to arrive in one piece and it is not lets see who gets their first.  winning is arriving alive!!!

 While driving home from FL to NJ my wife and I observed this real butt head driving a white car with MD plates on it make numerous lane changes(no signals ), cut people off, pass on the right, and tailgate ( less than ONE car length) while going 75+mph. I was unable to get this butt head's plate number........ however it was some kind of a fleet car ( gov't ?) with the number 1599 in 3 inch characters on the left side of the rear bumper. His reckless driving continued through all of SC and most of NC. We got rid of this NASCAR wannabe when we stopped for food and fuel. I hope his boss reads this and FIRES his pathetic butt.                                dafuzzmeister NJ

This was a broadcast on our local news.  They went out and drive the speed limit in the middle lane on the intersate..  What are all of your comments on this?

Part 1: http://www.foxcarolina.com/video/15222001/index.html
Part 2: http://www.foxcarolina.com/video/15222097/index.html
Follow up the night after:  http://www.foxcarolina.com/video/15233187/index.html 

I was pulling out from eating dinner in the Dorman Center in Spartanburg.  I was going to go straight, across 29.  There were 2 turn lanes and a third for going straight.  I pull into the lane for going straight, and there is a pickup truck in each of ther other lanes.   All three of us get green, I can go straight and the two trucks have arrows.  All of a sudden the two trucks stop, I look to the left and see a white Jetta about 20 feet from my car about to T-bone me.  I hit the gas and made it through the intersection. 

Unfortunatly I was not able to record any other info other than the fact it was a white Jetta heading North on highway 29 towards downtown Spartanburg.

 BEWARE OF THIS IDIOT DRIVER...DRIVING A RED FORD TAURUS...PLATE # 175 SNR.  THE WAY THIS MANIAC WAS DRIVING, I AM CERTAIN THIS "KOON" WAS DRIVING A STOLEN VEHICLE...WHAT A FREAKIN' LOSER...ALMOST RAN ME OFF THE HIGHWAY B/C HE WAS IN A HURRY TO GET TO BROAD RIVER ROAD TO MAKE  A PAYMENT ON HIS RENT AND ROLL RIMS (I PRESUME) AND TO COMPLETE AN ILLEGAL DRUG TRANSACTION.  IN ALL SERIOUS, THIS FUCKTARD IS BETTER SUITED TO PICK COTTON IN THE FIELD THAN OPERATE A VEHICLE.

This morning about 0625 Sept. 3, 2007 a white 2003 Ford mustang was going down Savannah Hwy  with a blue light on in the front by the rear view mirror. The car was not a police car, and when I pulled to the side of it he turned it off. I passed him then decided to stop in the median before Wesley Dr. and wait on him to pass so I could get the tag number. He passed and I called in the  K7713 SC to the city police. I would not stop for this guy if her were behind me. He is a white male, late 30's, white t-shirt, laundry basket in the back seat. You could also see the bule light for a distance behind the car.

I was driving home after some friends and I were out for the evening.  We were stopped at a red light behind this SUV and the people who were in the vehicle in front of us were watching a movie/dvd that the whole world could see at night.  It was a porn movie!  That should be kept within the privacy of your home.  Just imagine if there were kids in the car!

Savannah Hwy @ 0615 Wed. Aug 15.

Silver new Honda SUV with SC "Gone Fishing" tag RF 264.

Dodging in/out of traffic and traveling at above 60 mph all the way through the crosstown from West Ashley.

Stupid,

Stupid. 

 Someone please answer me this tough question? How in Gods name can you leave your children in a car all day, knowing they are out there?What the hell is wrong with people now-a days? Lock her up in a swelltering car and leave that woman there all day long.....let her experience what her babies went through. Then bag her up and throw her away.  I know this sounds extremely tough but come on. I will never comprehend what was going on in her mind? Didnt anyone in her family see this coming? Hello????Of course she is in mourning. PA-LEEZ! Just had to get this off my mind.

 So I was driving down Ashley Phospate Rd in North Chuck yesterday around 230 pm and there was this Champaign colored Jag in front of me.  I noticed a little swerving, but didn't think anything of it until I noticed something.  This fool had a cell phone in one hand and a fork in the other.  Yep! A FORK!  He/She was eating something that required the use of a fork while talking on the phone and driving. So every time this fool took a bite, "look ma, no hands".  How rediculous!  This person then continued onto Cross County, which happened to be where I was going, and continued to eat and talk all the way to Dorchester Rd and beyond. (I stopped at Post office)  I wish I had remembered the Tag number.  I never saw such a blatent disreguard for saftey in my life.  Oh, yeah, whoever this was also had a handicapped tag hanging in the window. 

 
Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55
zone. Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so
often?

When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only
partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe
some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was
stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.

Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. This was
worse than the coming ticket. A cop catching a guy from his own church.
A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at
the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow.

Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man
he'd never seen in uniform.

"Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."

"Hello, Jack." No smile.

"Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids."

"Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good.

"I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm afraid I bent the
rules a bit -just this once."

Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said something about roast
beef and potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?" "I know what you mean. I
also know that you have a reputation in our precinct ." Ouch. This was
not going in the right direction. Time to change tactics.

"What'd you clock me at?"

"Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"

"Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw you. I was
barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket.

"Please, Jack, in the car"

Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door. Slamming it
shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no rush to open the window.

The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.

Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?

Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever sat
near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left.
There was Bob, a folded paper in hand Jack rolled down the window a mere
two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip.

"Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice.

Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched his retreat
in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper. How much was this one
going to cost?

Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?

Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:

"Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter. She was six when killed
by a car. You guessed it- a speeding driver. A fine and three months in
jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three of
them. I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven before
I can ever hug her again.

A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I
thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray
for me. And be careful, Jack, my son is all I have left."

"Bob"

Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull away and head down the
road.. Jack watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he
too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and
hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.

Life is precious. Handle it with care. This is an important message;
please pass it along to your friends. Drive safely and carefully.
Remember, cars are not the only things recalled by their maker.

Funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread
like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the
sanctity of life, people think twice about sharing.

Funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to
many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or
what they will think of you for sending it to them.

Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but we'll never know if we
don't try.

May today there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are
exactly where you are meant to be. "I believe that friends are quiet
angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering
how to fly."