That wasn’t driving, that was a live audition for Final Destination.
Bro hit the gas like he had a sponsorship from the tow truck company.
Physics said “goodbye,” airbags said “hello.”
This ain’t Fast & Furious, this is Fast & Hospital.
He drove like Wi-Fi: strong signal, then suddenly gone.
Instant karma hit harder than the actual crash.
That car tried to be a plane… spoiler: gravity won.
Driving skills: 0. Insurance premium: 100.
When stupidity goes 200 mph, brakes are just decorations.
Plot twist: the stop sign stopped him… eventually.