Stories of a short, fat bastard.

Well no one really got hurt so all's well. We get road rage here in the US all the time or just simply crazy things on the road. In fact on the way to work today I saw something incredible. On the left side there was a SUV stopped with its blinkers on, and someone just sittign staring at this Dodge Neon which was hanging from its rear wheel on TOP of the 5 foot tall highway divider pointed the towards the traffic. The driver was ok and was talking on his cell phone, but he was white as a sheet. His car looked to have rolled a few times too since it looked like pop can that had been kicked around a few times. No idea how the hell he walked away from that one.

I've also had a lot of people do stuff like give me the finger and such but the worst was this one van. He got behind me and wanted ME to move for him. He had wide open space to the right on a 3 lane highway, so he could have passed. But no, instead he tailgates me then puts his brights on to try to force me away. So I tilted the mirror then opened the sun roof and flipped him off. He got closer then and started flashing them. So I started slowing down, by god he was going to learn not to intimidate people like that. I got down to 30MPH and he finally moved, he went right then suddenly comes flying at me from the right. I floored it and he missed me by inches. He tried to RAM me! He then started tailgaiting again, I opened my glove compartment to get a pen to write down his plate. He must have thought I was going for a gun or something because he suddenly peeled right again and nearly hit several other people to get away from me. Geez.. what an asshole!