One time this guy cut me off that looked like dracula. I was in the car with a bunch of friends so we followed him for about 30 minutes through neighborhoods and stuff at high speeds. It was pretty stupid.

At the end of the chase, he calmly pulls his car over in a neighborhood and gets out of his car. We're stopped looking right at count dracula himself. He goes to the middle of the street, looks down, puts his arms out with his palms open to the sky and looks up for a few seconds.....and then he sprints directly at my car. Instead of going forward and plowing through his punk ass we throw it in reverse and back into some poor bastards car. He sprints off into somebody's yard and we get the hell out of their.

Hit and run so we don't get killed by dracula, kinda crazy I guess.