When someone races past me on a city street, at 20 or 30 mph above the speed limit, I feel a small triumphal pleasure when pulling up behind or beside them at the next light.
this is a pretty good summary of what Amsterdam is like
THERE IS SO MUCH GOING ON IN THIS VIDEO WHAT WAS UP WITH THE GUY RUNNING AT THE VERY BEGINNING AND THE ONE CAR HIP-CHECKING THE OTHER INTO A WATERY OBLIVION AND THE SPEEDBOAT AND AAAAAAAAAAAH
And then they destroy the stoop on that building, and just drive off???
not to get wildly specific but you know that feeling of euphoric vindication you get when you’re driving the correct speed and someone is riding your ass trying to intimidate you to go faster and you don’t do it because you don’t believe in living your life recklessly to appease other people so they get in the next lane over so they can speed up in front of you but karma grabs them by the throat and they get stuck behind someone going under the speed limit so they have to drive back behind you because you’re an adequate driver and you know what you’re doing and you can feel the guilt + shame permeating their vehicle as you just continue listening to your music of choice and safely heading towards your destination like lmao i would die for that feeling
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