So like…. In the ghetto where I have been known to live and travel, it’s not uncommon to carry a gun in your glove box. Which is probably a Super Felony. But like. The amount of times where pretending to show a gun has saved my ass is unbelievable. I don’t even usually carry a gun. Anymore. Unless I’m traveling through urban areas. Anyway the moral of the story is don’t actually carry a gun in your glove box but if you pretend to have one, it will save you from getting ran off the road.
In the same vein of living in motherfucking Flint, Michigan. I have been ran off the road before. It’s not uncommon to get ran off the road because people drive like assholes. If you’re going under 90 on the highway, you’re gonna get fucking ran off the road. Anyway, I’ve had people pull off the road after me to like, fight me? Which is why whenever I had to jump out of the car after getting ran off (this has happened about 4 times in my life) I carry the tire iron. Or the wheel lock bar. And I’ll point it at them and be like “ I am not fucking afraid to go back to prison” and I’ve kind of mastered the Crazy Eye because it usually works lmao
