Road Rage, Wow. Some people. Options

[Dantrag]

Well, I am officially a road-rage victim.

I was driving around with my brother, and I accidentally cut someone off. Well, the person behind the person I cut off,(I'm talking 8-10 seconds behind) decided that he was angry about it, so he pulled alongside us and began yelling profanities. My brother yelled back, and made a rude gesture, despite my objections, and the guy started following me very closely.

Well, when we hit a red light, this guy got out of his car, and began yelling at us, threatening us and daring us to get out of the car. (he had already tried to get in, but we thought to lock the doors and close the windows.) Well, obviously, we didn't, seeing as my brother has cracked ribs, and I'm no fighting person, so the guy gets mad and begins bashing my car.

Pretty soon, me and my brother start laughing at him, and he just beats the car more.

When the light changed, he got back into his car and pulled a u-turn. Luckily for us, a lady had backed up behind him to copy his license plate number and gave it to us after calling 911. She also gave us her name if we needed her to testify in court.

I just got a call saying he was arrested and confessed.

People never cease to amaze me; who does this other than maniac jerks? I honestly don't care much about the car, because it was free, I just wanted to see that guy taught a lesson.

[Kindred Spirit]

Geez. My father is one of those guys who wishes he was a NASCAR driver and my mother is a horrible driver, so I have quite a few of those. (none with me anywhere near them, they try to behave around me)

Once my father flipped someone off, and the guy tried to run him off the road. My dad decided to outrun him, and went around a bend that had a warning sign saying to slow to fifteen miles an hour. He teeok the bend at forty five. So did the other guy, who ended up wiped out on some poor person's lawn.

My dad saw an old lady that had the EXACT SAME car as him, but with a turbo. Naturally, he couldn't let that stand, and he took off at fifty. On a road with a speed limit of thirty.

My mother flipped off a guy in a truck once, and he ran her off the road. (she drives small cars, this guy was in a freakin' truck)

So I am no stranger to the raodrage story, I've seen it from two of three possible sides. (Seen the guy who got ticked off, the guy who caused the person to be ticked off. I haven't yet experienced the joys of roadrage firsthand)

Some people are just having a bad day and don't have a more constructive way to take out their frustration. It's not an excuse, but it's an explanation. Haven't you ever gotten angry for no real logical reason? Same thing, only more anger, more release, more consequences.