He wanted to fight traffic—traffic fought back harder
That car didn’t stall, his brain did
Instant karma hit faster than his brakes
This isn’t driving, it’s auditioning for a demolition derby
When ego drives, accidents ride shotgun
That punch was as weak as his parallel parking
The wall didn’t move—his IQ did
Spoiler: asphalt always wins the argument
Airbags: saving idiots since day one
Rage on the road, regret in the ditch