To the guy driving the Civic:
You know who you are. The guy with a garbage bag taped over the back window with duct tape. The car with three green fenders and one blue. The guy with one headlight. And one taillight, and a trailer light drywall screwed to the other side and wired in with tape and speaker wire. The one with the 500 watt stereo. Yeah, you.
Your car LOOKS like that, because you DRIVE LIKE A FUCKTARD.
You weren’t even on a cellphone. I can’t imagine what THAT would be like.
Aw, c’mon. You forgot the coffee-can tailpipe muffler.
It was Dennis Kucinich, wasn’t it?
Does the Kuch drive a car? I thought he rode a magical dream beast.
Little know traffic law, probably on the books since the 1930s, but it is illegal in most states to replace any auto glass with something else, even for a brief period, but especially for the longer term.
In Oregon, it’s actually a CRIME, not a traffic violation.
You could drop a dime to your friendly local cop-shop’s Traffic Division. Enforcing this might not be on their list, but, since it’s the end of the month and quotas may be unfilled, who knows, the guy might get to hear a clanging door at the Graybar Hotel.
I used to play the stats game that way when I was in Patrol. I hated the game of quotas, but whenever I got a reminder that I was lagging in any section of them, I would figure out the most obscure law to enforce and make a couple of busts to satisfy the Sergeant, who would roll his eyes and then leave me alone for another month.
“Improper Auto Glazing” was one of the ones I did that with.
Riverdog! You’re alive! Damn, post something once in a while, dammit! Even if it’s just “i’m Alive”
yeah, I’d rather not drop a dime, figuring the guy has enough problems to begin with, but still.