One must live by some kind of rules. Some from the outside, some from within. If something bites me, I kill it. As far as I concerned, the person in the vett tried to kill me, dont tell they dont know better, we all drive cages. In the years Ive been riding, Ive been cut off,cigaretts flipped at me, bottles thrown at me, spit at and in general treat bad. When someone does something bad to me, and then someting bad happens to them, Im not one to interfer with Gods ways. As far as the vett, I just plain didnt care then or now. On the other hand, do something nice for me, I'll give back in like manner. I dont pass people broke down. I still pick up hitch hikers, and in general I try to treat my fellow man as I would like to be treated. I am not a bad man,but I am a hard one
