
Originally Posted by
icedog
Hey Smokeley,
I love it! I was that kid when I was 16! My first car was a 64 Austin Healey Sprite. One time while driving around Bridgeport like a mental case I cut a Cadillac off and the driver of the caddy blew his horn. I flipped him the finger and called him a few colorful words. Of course my top was down and he heard everything I said. At the next traffic light he jumped out and before I even realized what was happening, the big Italian guy in a very nice suit was pulling me out of my car by my throat. I was suspended in the air with my feet about two feet above the driver seat of my little sports car. The guy told me his girlfriend was upset and if I didn't go apologize he would "twist my head off." I apologized.
It turned out the guy was mobbed up and I could have been finished that day. One day your little friend will run his mouth to the wrong cat.
Hey, what town was this in?
Brad