What happens when you're an asshole

Was out cruising today, harbor, strand, nice day of cars and sunshine....then this silver roadrunner crosses my path and drives by reving the engine , couple of guys about 50's years old. In the course of my cruise this clown went by me when I parked to eat a burger twice, both times reving his engine....so I fired up my ride and followed him a bit. He was driving slow then fast and braking for no reason, obviously not intending to race or prove he had **** under the hood, but liked to give **** looks and rev it up....so after following him a bit and thinking he might pull over to talk turkey, cars , something other than be a dick....I give up and turn off and go back towards sea side downtown on the 101..... 7 blocks later I'm at a light next to some brand new piece of garbage barge ricky racer who wants to dance....so when the light turns, I leave hard , halfway hook up till having peddle it and row the wheel to keep my aim......next thing I'm a the next light and seconds later the Ricky racer pulls up...this time behind me.lol...one more car goes by and then....that roadrunner rolls by and revs his motor ...again.
So.....I tag the throttle and get after him, he turns and tries to goose it and leave me...it blows smoke out the pipes and I caught him half peddle and tailed him till he turned into liquor store.parking lot.

Now I get out thinking ...hey,maybe the guy is a good dude and might talk cars....nah, he's one of those old craby assholes that thought he was first guy to own a mopar ....I get out and say "hey how ya doing? nice car"....his buddy ignores me and walks away to the store, the driver shines me on and mutters some **** about he wants 25 k for it and basically he was saying "hey I'm too good to talk to you..."
At this point I say "yeah yeah..hey grumpy , what's under the hood?"
he says..."383 60k original miles..."
to that I replied "yeah I could smell those original miles". Within a second of me finishing that line...this kid backing out of the parking space across from old dudes roadrunner, backs right into the quarter panel of it, just behind the door.....

I pause...then say "karma is a ***** isn't it you old crotchity f head?"

I then say..."that what happens when you're an asshole"
I get in my car back up and leave
These types take the fun out of being a mopar guy and give us a bad name.
B body guys have a problem with this,too many of them are like this old jacker in my story.

Why??