There were two little shits a couple of blocks from our house who thought it was fun to stay out in the street until the last possible second, then run to the curb. I stopped the car, looked them in the eyes and flipped them off, which scared the fuck out of them for some reason. I expected Moomie to be in the driveway the next day watching for the evil bitch who scared her pwecious Spoilsford and Cumstayne, but I haven't seen them since.
I'd take my brakes to the drums for an animal, but free-range brats who pull stunts like this are fair game in my book. :angry: