Reminds me of Freaknik in Atlanta’s days of yore...I used to get a kick up on I575 watching the State Troopers and local police grab the choice spots like the Northwestern bears by the rivers and catch the salmon as they swam upstream....damned glad they did.
Once a group of fine young college females, Freaknik-bound, passed my wife and threw out a coup of ice at her windshield. Attempted murder in my book. I’d have shot back.
First, the "pick" maneuver, sending them backwards and spinning at 70-80mph. Then, once their vehicle comes to rest, then open up with something large and loud. Extremely loud.
Guaranteed to cure the immediate problem, and prevent future ones.
8^\
We got caught in the first Freaknik while going
to Commerce for the drag races.
We considered ourselves lucky getting out alive
Then going back to Nashville after the races being
passed by car loads of the thugs all the way home
They acted like wild animals on the hunt