Great Thread!
One of my old hunting partners met me on the trunk road in Mountaineer Lodge. He was towing his quad trailer with his Pathfinder. When we me he was mad because a rock had just dinged off of the trailer and popped out his back window.
Anyway, it was decided that we would travel about 60km south to hunt. God, you'd have to know the guy, but he is very serious and the world is out to get him!
He starts out first, and the first chance I get I pass him and throw up as much dust as possible for the next hour! If he slowed down, so did I. Eventually he gave up! I swear there was an inch of dust on his seats and dash when we got there! It's a good thing I didn't shoot a deer, 'cause there was no WAY that quad was helping my azz out that night!
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PS That was 5 years ago, and he's STILL mad!