Dear Editor,
Tonight while driving on North Roan going back to my dorm I had a familiar experience. As I waited at a red light a car pulled up next to me and within seconds the driver started revving his engine hoping to engage me in a “drag race.”
I looked over into the car and was greeted by the cocky smirk of a kid around 18 years old. You know, the type who masturbates to “2 Fast 2 Furious” and Limp Bizkit songs.z
The scene reminded me of a local story that took place about a month ago on the very same road I was on now.
While 17-year-old Cortney Hensley was waiting at a red light, an 18-year-old with androgens coursing through his virile veins slammed into the back of her car at over 100 mph killing her at the scene. You’ve probably seen the flower garland on North Roan.
The suspect in question is named Bradley Mullins. Mullins lived, of course. Such is the karma of the christ-haunted south.
During my seven years as a driver I’ve witnessed the “let’s drag, dude” engine rev at least a hundred times. The event tonight along with the recent death of Hensley really has me wondering what’s running through the minds of these people.
If they’re really that hard up for a testosterone high, why don’t they do us all a favor and save it for when they beat their trophy girlfriends and engage in other fetishes that feed the manly man archetype they so aspire to. Just stay off the damn road.
By the way, as soon as I finished typing this, someone sped down Dossett Drive in front of my dorm going about 50 mph at 11 p.m. Synchronicity in action.
Sean Cannon
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