I’m going to be a great 3rd owner of an ATS-V sedan.

They don’t seem to be doing very much passing. Most all road rage is two people being assholes, and one winning. The loser plays the victim.

Fighting on the shoulder of the BQE while wearing a jogging suit has to be the most New York thing ever.

I can only assume afterwards both the assailants went their separate ways, had terrible pizza for lunch, dropped off their $2500 rent checks, and were then murdered for their gold chains.

That’s only in the morning, you supposed to be up cooking breakfast for somebody or something, so. That’s like an Alarm clock Wooo Wooo.