hearno
Senior Member
Here's my most recent road rage story too add to the thread:
A couple of months ago, driving home on Sunday morning after a weekend vacation to the mountains, I had a guy literally run me off the road. Imagine a traffic intersection like the one in the attached sketch. The road on the other side of the intersection widens to 3 lanes, and before reaching the intersection, the road widens out enough for 3 vehicles to safely stop at the light; however, the lines are not painted for 3 vehicles yet. The light is red, so I pull up on the far right as I'm peacefully chatting with my wife. All of a sudden, I hear this douche bag cussing me to my left. I give him the death stare, look away, and accelerate at a normal rate when the light turns green.
The next thing I know, this guy's right front fender almost hits my door as he swerves over on me. I swerve to the right, over the curb, into the grass, and slam on my brakes, barely missing a mailbox as this guys side mirror hits my own forcibly enough to collapse my mirror. Luckily, my wife and I were both packing. When I caught back up to him at the next red light I flashed my revolver at him, and he decided to stay well behind me the rest of the time that we were on the same road. Needless to say, I've never been more angry about a traffic incident in my life. I just don't understand why some idiot thinks it's his job to be the traffic police in a situation that was putting neither of us at risk in the first place.
(maybe it was because he was in an inferior XTerra)
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