My stories about my driving skill are probably the most epic events in my life.  On Saturday night, Morgan and I were driving to Washington, with Dana, Krystal, Chelsey, and Trevor driving behind us... I was behind a burgandy truck, that was going very slow.  I was kind of tail-gaiting, but not really.  He started break checking, and this angered me.. I didn't have a chance to pass yet, so I swerved all over the road behind him, I was very mad. he was honking, and so was I.  Finally, I pass him, and he lays on his horn, so I stick my hand out the window and flip him off...  Well, he starts riding my butt, and I just decide to drive faster, I went around a 90 degree turn at 40, and then stopped at shell to wait for my friends... Well, he pulled into shell trying to block me in... He failed... He gets out of his truck and starts screaming at me... I told him he was a creeper and he needed to leave.  He goes on to tell me that if I leave he's calling the cops.. My friends were there at this point and they were sitting in their car.  I wasn't really mad at this point, just kind of laughing at the guy.  As I go to leave, he says hit my truck, do it!  I miss it anyways, and he starts screaming "YOU'RE GOING TO JAIL!"  I get to the exit of shell, and all of the sudden get very angry.. I shut my car off, drop my phone, throw my keys at Dana's car and start walking towards the dude.  I'm screaming for him to get out of his truck, honestly I dont know what I was thinking.. He continues to drive away, phone in hand, and I'm screaming after him "Sir, get out of your truck."  I think I was going to kill him.... Haha, I was so angry. At this point everybody is screaming for me to get into my car, and that we need to leave town... So, we left.(:
Oh, and it didn't help that I was still in my halloween costume, a very short dress.... I looked pretty racy