I’m glad to this day my buddy was in the car and that he pulled me off the guy cause my life might have turned out very differently if he hadn’t stopped me. Would have been bad enough to fuck with my truck or me but that was complete bullshit.
All this started because someone broke the window on his Bronco and some idiot he hung out with told him it was probably me because I also had a lifted truck and that meant we were somehow in competition. The logic behind that thinking is almost as crazy as the flare itself. I never touched his truck, didn’t even know he had a Bronco.