Not sure this is the right thread, but anyway...
For the past few months I've been putting up with a knob who loves the sound of the blow-off valve he fitted to his diesel-engined vehicle. I had no idea what vehicle it was, as I'd only heard it and not seen it... until today, when I was opening the door of my car, and I heard the cunt hissing. I turned around to look, and he was heading straight for me! I had to do a Starsky and Hutch manoeuvre, and dive across the bonnet of my car, and this cunt missed me by about an inch, then went straight through a STOP sign and got T-boned by another van, before running into a car.
I ran across the road, not knowing if I was going to ask if he was OK or drag him out of his van, but he was out of the van before I got there. The cunt was bladdered, wobbling and slurring his words, and I was fucking fuming. Then his mate pulled up, and the pissed fuck tried to get into his mate's car and leave, so the other van driver called the cops as I prevented the twat from leaving.
So this was my current view, a short while ago.
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At least nobody was (badly) hurt, and I won't have to listen to that fucking stupid blow-off valve anymore.