So I'm driving home tonight and I can't help but notice a teenage driver behind me driving a minivan. I just happened to look into my rear view mirror as I was slowing down for a light and he was barreling down on me fast
. I watched the horrified look on this kid's face in the rear view mirror as he hit the brakes and braced for what should have been an unfortunate impact into my rear bumper. That's when I just instinctually gunned the gas pedal in my car and-because of all 312 ponies GM gave me
, and no other reason, I was able to get away from this kid by what must have been only inches
. I checked my underwear and there were no brown spots, but my gut feeling is that that kid will need to change his underwear and will now pay much closer attention to the road and the cars in front of him.