So on Christmas eve, I was cruising under a highway in a left turn lane, approaching a red left turn light. I was approaching a bit slower than normal since the light was already red but about 100' from the end of the lane a minivan darts in front of me and slams on his brakes for the red light.

Now, the way people drive these days I wasn't all that surprised but it just seemed so over the top. I mean it was Christmas Eve for god's sake - hardly anyone on the roads - chill the f out. The left turn lane was to enter the freeway on an entrance ramp so I was like, I'm gonna give this moron a run and see if (s)he is paying attention.

The light turned green but we didn't have a green arrow; the first gap in traffic was big enough for both of us and I made sure I had a good roll. Once my snow tires stopped spinning, I pulled on him steadily and made up the 3 car difference by the time the 2 lanes were merging into 1. I had already made up my mind that I was not going to turn down for anything. Once we were side-by-side at a blistering 65mph I was able to look into the man's angry, Robert Deniro face, as a walked by his minivan in my family sedan. At the time we were side by side glaring at one another, he realized he was cooked and let off - resorted to plastering a middle finger up against his windshield which I clearly remember seeing in my rearview mirror. It's times like this I wish cars could display messages to one another "Happy Holidays!" mine would have said.

Like most losers who don't know how to drive, he then immediately crossed 3 lanes of traffic and got right on the a** of someone in the left lane in a last ditch effort to prove something - althoughI've never understood exactly what.

I'm more so sharing the angry ego kill than the fact that I beat a Honda van haha.