I rode out in front of a car on my bike when I was 11 and the car honked
really loud at me. I stupidly flipped the car off and they came to a
screeching halt. A huge guy stepped out and went to open his trunk. His
girlfriend (?) got out of the passenger’s side crying and screaming
begging him not to open the trunk. I was frozen in fear. He got back in
the car and sped off. I have no idea what was in the trunk. Hopefully
not a fully automatic machine gun on a turret.
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