So we took the cars out for a drive Saturday night. We decided to go to Green Valley (a nicer neighborhood) to cruise around. We stopped at Green Valley Ranch, a casino in the area to meet a friend. When we pulled in to the parking lot Jeff turned in first driving the 08, I was in the 94 behind him and I saw a truck pulling out so I waited for him to turn out before I went into the parking lot. There was plenty of room for any sized vehicle to turn into the second lane without me being in the way. Well the **** driving the truck was either drunk or just a ******* or both, he decided he needed to turn as close as possible to my front bumper and since there were cars behind me I had no choice to back up and he was yelling at me for "taking up the whole road" so naturally I suggested he learn to drive. Well thats when things go really wrong The **** in the truck peels out turning in front of me and I turn into the parking lot and back in next to Jeff. Jeff starts looking at my front bumber asking "what happened?" I had no idea that there was any contact. Well as I get out of the car to see what happened the **** in the truck returns and is yelling out his window that I shouldn't leave my car there or he will f it up. I was so ********** I just took off after him on foot and like a little B*tch he guns it and drives away. I am not a very confrontational person but when you screw with my cars I get really pissed and get a bit agressive. Now I am not a very big guy and the guy in the truck was your average looking construction worker, much bigger than me, yet he took off like a little baby when I wanted to "talk". After chasing him across the parking lot I went back to the car and I could see a ********* area around the drivers side light and the front lower lip My heart nearly exploded I couldn't believe it but when I ran my hand across it, it wiped off His tire touched my front bumper so lightly that only the tire shine grease came off onto my car Regardless I was still upset that the guy was such a **** and had to be a ***** just because I had a nicer car. And before anyone wonders, there was PLEANTY of room for him to have turned and never been anywhere near my car.