I live in Minnesota where it seems like everyone and his brother owns an SUV. I see one everywhere I go. And, you know what? They are really starting to piss me off! No one needs a freaking Sports Utility Vehicle just to drive half a mile down to the grocery store. Minneapolis/St. Paul may not be New York City, but it's not exactly freaking Siberia either. Now, I'd be willing to let this all slide as a minor annoyance, except for the people that drive them.
Whenever I crane my neck upwards so that I can see the person in the drivers seat, it's always some little 5'4" prune, or a wanker hillbilly with a ratty baseball cap and a cigarete in his mouth. Even this would be acceptable if it weren't for the way they drive.
It doesn't matter if your doing 160 in a 30mph zone, they still think you're going too slow. Nothing is more annoying than looking in my rear view mirror and seeing nothing but a big-ass grill with a Dodge logo in the center. This brings me to my final, and most recent, reason for hating them.
I got off work at 7:00PM today and headed for home. Now, at this time of year in Minnesota, it's just about pitch black at 7:00PM. As I turned onto my street, some dumbass in an SUV pulled up behind me with his high beams on. The damn things reflected right off my rear view mirror and went straight into my eyes. I was now effectively blind, but I was right at my driveway, so I just made the turn anyway. However, I had driven just a bit too far and missed my driveway, hitting the curb with my right front tire before I could bring it around. The car jumped about a foot into the air and, when it came down, I heard a huge *BOOM*. So, I drove to the end of my driveway and got out to inspect my tire. As it turns out, I not only blew out my tire, but also put a huge f*cking dent in my hubcap. So, now I get to limp down to the auto shop tomorrow and shell out $100 to have it replaced. If that damn SUV hadn't been tailgating me with his high-beams on, this never would've happened.
-Keiichi
http://www.geocities.com/morisato_81/
Whenever I crane my neck upwards so that I can see the person in the drivers seat, it's always some little 5'4" prune, or a wanker hillbilly with a ratty baseball cap and a cigarete in his mouth. Even this would be acceptable if it weren't for the way they drive.
It doesn't matter if your doing 160 in a 30mph zone, they still think you're going too slow. Nothing is more annoying than looking in my rear view mirror and seeing nothing but a big-ass grill with a Dodge logo in the center. This brings me to my final, and most recent, reason for hating them.
I got off work at 7:00PM today and headed for home. Now, at this time of year in Minnesota, it's just about pitch black at 7:00PM. As I turned onto my street, some dumbass in an SUV pulled up behind me with his high beams on. The damn things reflected right off my rear view mirror and went straight into my eyes. I was now effectively blind, but I was right at my driveway, so I just made the turn anyway. However, I had driven just a bit too far and missed my driveway, hitting the curb with my right front tire before I could bring it around. The car jumped about a foot into the air and, when it came down, I heard a huge *BOOM*. So, I drove to the end of my driveway and got out to inspect my tire. As it turns out, I not only blew out my tire, but also put a huge f*cking dent in my hubcap. So, now I get to limp down to the auto shop tomorrow and shell out $100 to have it replaced. If that damn SUV hadn't been tailgating me with his high-beams on, this never would've happened.
-Keiichi
http://www.geocities.com/morisato_81/