I think this guy's soul mate just tried to cream me 15 minutes ago. Headed west on Pinellas, a similar colored vehicle, but a sedan, cut right across my cart lane to turn into Bonifay. I hit the brakes so hard that the cart skidded about 15 feet and left 1/4 inch rubber on the path, missed contact by a foot or 2. He did not stop, he did not have a signal on, and he wasn't old enough to use that excuse. I was tempted to chase him up to the clubhouse, but I'd have more luck talking to a rock.
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