I was coming back from Hibbdon's Tires, where i found out my driver's side lower control arm, tie rods,tension rods, front struts, and rear camber were bent and needed to be replaced(due to a 360 to 'backwards' curb check my girl had done the other night). This dude in a newer prelude paced himself next to me and honked his horn @ me. I looked over at him, like "WTF don't u see my hazards are on?", and he revved with a sh*t eating grin on his face. He started to jump, and me falling victim to testosterone driven competition, down shifted where i immediately pulled even with him, then left him like he was standing still(just about). There was no need for me to flash my blinkers, because they were already on, from the time i left the shop. I just wish i could of told him how messed up my car was when i stomped him.......at least he didn't do a ricer fly by.