One time I cruised up east coast bays road toward silverdale and turned right towards still water, Its a short local set of corners down to the boat ramp, anyways, going at a reasonable pace as I made my descent I came across the only car I had seen, a shitty late 80s civic hatchback doing 40km/h,
Gave it a bit, passed him and ducked into the 35 corner ahead of us and left
The dude was some white trash cunt with long hair no shirt and tattoos and rolling a ciggy, I didnt give it another thought, then a few corners up I realised he was catching and he started sitting about 2m behind me through tight twisties between 50 and 80k, He was sliding around on gravel and giving me the shits and I couldnt lose him, couldnt pull over either cuz he was too close and even when I started pulling over the the left he pulled over to the left as well still tailing me, I was pissing my pants by this point cuz he was really pushing me into these corners - I tried everything to get him to fuck off, indicating, putting my hand out and turning round to look at him, he would not fuck off so I spotted my exit ( a road on the left)
waited till the last minute and swerved down it while he was hot on my tail
I didnt see him again
To that person, that was the most scared Ive been in some time and I dont believe you had control of that piece of shit you were driving



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