I'll describe this in as few words as I can.
Driving home tonight. Im going about 49 to 53 in a 45 zone. A guy comes behind me and wants to go a little faster. I dont like that idea, especially when he expresses his desire by turning on his brights.
So naturally I slow down to 45, then eventually to 40. Its a long drive home, but I savor it as I can almost feel his rage hitting me in the back of the head.
I approach a passing lane that is pretty close to my house. He zooms around me in his fancy whatnot so I give my little Honda Accord the old 5,ooo RPMs its need to catch this guy. On goes my brights. He slows down. I turn them off.....and then on again.
At this point he slows to a stop in the middle of the road. I blow past him and he returns the favor of following me again. I slow down again, but this time, just to turn into my nieghborhood.
I definatly think I could have handled that better. I feel ashamed.
Driving home tonight. Im going about 49 to 53 in a 45 zone. A guy comes behind me and wants to go a little faster. I dont like that idea, especially when he expresses his desire by turning on his brights.
So naturally I slow down to 45, then eventually to 40. Its a long drive home, but I savor it as I can almost feel his rage hitting me in the back of the head.
I approach a passing lane that is pretty close to my house. He zooms around me in his fancy whatnot so I give my little Honda Accord the old 5,ooo RPMs its need to catch this guy. On goes my brights. He slows down. I turn them off.....and then on again.
At this point he slows to a stop in the middle of the road. I blow past him and he returns the favor of following me again. I slow down again, but this time, just to turn into my nieghborhood.
I definatly think I could have handled that better. I feel ashamed.
Travis Jacobs
"You might not sound so idiotic if there were at least something excitable in my post to begin with..." --Baf
"You might not sound so idiotic if there were at least something excitable in my post to begin with..." --Baf
Travis my man. Don't let the adreneline shut your brain down. At least it ended with no one getting hurt.
My ex had a road rage experience (well more than one but that's a whole other story) that my son told me about. We were divorced by then. Adam and him are in the car, and there some road rage cut off, fingers flying etc. Well, the ex follows the guy to the parking lot, pulls next to him, gets out and proceeds to yell at him.
The guy gets out of the car (turns out he's bigger than the old ex) and shoves him into the ground after a much heated exchange.
I didn't get all the details, but my son said (he was about 7 at the time) "When my Dad got back into the car, I didn't say ANYTHING!!"
Thus proving he got more than his share of my genes in the deal. Thank god!
Just remember, these freaks on the road, may have a gun.
Or they might be my ex. Which is just about as disturbing of a thought.
My ex had a road rage experience (well more than one but that's a whole other story) that my son told me about. We were divorced by then. Adam and him are in the car, and there some road rage cut off, fingers flying etc. Well, the ex follows the guy to the parking lot, pulls next to him, gets out and proceeds to yell at him.
The guy gets out of the car (turns out he's bigger than the old ex) and shoves him into the ground after a much heated exchange.
I didn't get all the details, but my son said (he was about 7 at the time) "When my Dad got back into the car, I didn't say ANYTHING!!"
Thus proving he got more than his share of my genes in the deal. Thank god!
Just remember, these freaks on the road, may have a gun.
Or they might be my ex. Which is just about as disturbing of a thought.
The sick and scary thing is that in Albuquerque, that driver would have had a gun. Seriously...there have been times that two drivers have gotten road rage, and begun firing at each other, parked on the shoulder. That's why nobody should come to Abq...and I'm leaving as soon as I can. Ok, that's not the only reason, but still, scary state this is.
Yeah, very thankful no one got hurt there.
Yeah, very thankful no one got hurt there.
Ohh yes u got plenty of nutcases walking around.
Here in holand a kid died becouse he was in the winter chuking snowbals at cars. Sure not the most smart thing to do but, one car the man came out pulled agun and shot the kid dead.
My father (Sadly past away for a few years now) was in the french foreing legoen and has has some prety nasty fights. but when the fight is over u would probebly sit in the same bar with the peeps u where fighting with a hour before having a drink and a laught.
Oh wel my spelling sux Happy EASTER everyone im of to my moms.
Here in holand a kid died becouse he was in the winter chuking snowbals at cars. Sure not the most smart thing to do but, one car the man came out pulled agun and shot the kid dead.
My father (Sadly past away for a few years now) was in the french foreing legoen and has has some prety nasty fights. but when the fight is over u would probebly sit in the same bar with the peeps u where fighting with a hour before having a drink and a laught.
Oh wel my spelling sux Happy EASTER everyone im of to my moms.
Well my friend (Travis)... I feel that it was handled rather nicely. At least it was not taken as far as Jen's little incident.
I had an incident which could've ended the same was as Jen's if I was more stupid:
I was on the side of the road, waitin to pull out into the traffic. I see a HUGE gap (and I mean, my grandma on a pushbike could've easily slotted in)... so I started to pull in... turn out the guy and the closing end of the gap would've been doing at elast 80-85 (in a 50 zone) and there is no way I could;ve known that until I saw him come right up my backside.
So, he has broken the law once already.
I decide to ignore him and proceed down the road at the allocated speed limit. But this guy was not going to have that after I 'apparently' cut him off (HA!). He starts tailing me with nore more than a foot in disatance between us. This lasts for a good few minutes.
He has broken the law twice now for trying to intimidate a driver.
I've finally had enough... so the window goes down and I give the man the one finger salute.
Oh boy did this piss them off... they rev their engine and to 'fake-rammings' on my car, (unlike a real ramming, they spped up and get realy close to your car as if they are goign to ram you then back off and just miss you).
He has now broken the law 3 times for more extreme measures of intimidation (albeit, thanks to my little encouragement).
After 3 or 4 fake-rammings he is about to do it again, so this time I gently apply the brakes. This catches him off guard and he has to screech this breaks to a halt off to the side to avoid hittin me. Serves him right.
But what he did next was amazing...
He overtakes me illegally via the oncomming lane (when there was double line markings), but not only that, he utilised the oncomming lane over a padestrian crossing without looking (and this is a heavily schooled village area with children around).
He has now broken the law 4 times.
Then he goes in front of me, pulls to a complete halt, pokes his head out and starts screming profnaity. Then starts to slowly move and indicated he wants be to pull over into the service station on the right hand side of the road so he can yell at me some more.
I give him the nod, he pulls into the station... i make my car look as if I am goign to follow, then at the last minute I pull away and speed off up the road. Luckily he could nto follow me from his position.
And that was the end of tha episode... all becuase he could not hack having someone pull in front of him while he was trying to break some illegal suburban street speed record. And they were tupical young buggers in some hotted up hatch back that sounded like a 2 stroke lawn-mower gone gad.
If I had've followed them into that station like they wanted god knows what had happened. But I think as I was pulling away they got one good lookat me and realised I was not one to take their crap, and decided to leave it alone.
I'll admit it, my finger was a bit cheeky... but breaking the law 4 times versus one small retaliation is not really sensible.
-Cub. =o)
I had an incident which could've ended the same was as Jen's if I was more stupid:
I was on the side of the road, waitin to pull out into the traffic. I see a HUGE gap (and I mean, my grandma on a pushbike could've easily slotted in)... so I started to pull in... turn out the guy and the closing end of the gap would've been doing at elast 80-85 (in a 50 zone) and there is no way I could;ve known that until I saw him come right up my backside.
So, he has broken the law once already.
I decide to ignore him and proceed down the road at the allocated speed limit. But this guy was not going to have that after I 'apparently' cut him off (HA!). He starts tailing me with nore more than a foot in disatance between us. This lasts for a good few minutes.
He has broken the law twice now for trying to intimidate a driver.
I've finally had enough... so the window goes down and I give the man the one finger salute.
Oh boy did this piss them off... they rev their engine and to 'fake-rammings' on my car, (unlike a real ramming, they spped up and get realy close to your car as if they are goign to ram you then back off and just miss you).
He has now broken the law 3 times for more extreme measures of intimidation (albeit, thanks to my little encouragement).
After 3 or 4 fake-rammings he is about to do it again, so this time I gently apply the brakes. This catches him off guard and he has to screech this breaks to a halt off to the side to avoid hittin me. Serves him right.
But what he did next was amazing...
He overtakes me illegally via the oncomming lane (when there was double line markings), but not only that, he utilised the oncomming lane over a padestrian crossing without looking (and this is a heavily schooled village area with children around).
He has now broken the law 4 times.
Then he goes in front of me, pulls to a complete halt, pokes his head out and starts screming profnaity. Then starts to slowly move and indicated he wants be to pull over into the service station on the right hand side of the road so he can yell at me some more.
I give him the nod, he pulls into the station... i make my car look as if I am goign to follow, then at the last minute I pull away and speed off up the road. Luckily he could nto follow me from his position.
And that was the end of tha episode... all becuase he could not hack having someone pull in front of him while he was trying to break some illegal suburban street speed record. And they were tupical young buggers in some hotted up hatch back that sounded like a 2 stroke lawn-mower gone gad.
If I had've followed them into that station like they wanted god knows what had happened. But I think as I was pulling away they got one good lookat me and realised I was not one to take their crap, and decided to leave it alone.
I'll admit it, my finger was a bit cheeky... but breaking the law 4 times versus one small retaliation is not really sensible.
-Cub. =o)
When I was 4, my friend drove past me on his tricycle. I've never forgotten how that felt, and it will probably be expressed in repressed anger when I someday finally get around to getting my driver's license 
-Fred
PS: I'm not driving a trikey anymore... SWEAR!
-Fred
PS: I'm not driving a trikey anymore... SWEAR!
Pirates, vampires, zombies, ninjas, ghouls, aliens, goblins, monsters, robots, sorcerers, undead, werewolves, demons, mutated dinosaur-cyborgs and those pesky phone salesmen! The shotgun is a one-size-fits-all solution!
Oh man...this must be the week of insane car stories.
I had one just this evening actually, just a little while ago. Not quite as elaborate as Cub's, or some of the other folks here, but still.
So I was on the local freeway heading back towards my dorm here at the university. It was just about dusk. The freeway here has the standard three lanes going each way...I was in the far left lane. I saw a truck getting ready to exit the on-ramp into traffic, and decided to get into the middle lane to give him space.
So I check my mirrors, blind spot, you know, the standard routine. All is clear. So I hit the blinker and begin to pull over.
All of a sudden, there's this little sedan thing right on my left side. Honks his horn, and I swing back into the left lane to prevent hitting him.
So, I'm going about 70 in a 65 zone, and he goes my much faster; had to have been AT LEAST 100!
And the other stupid thing; its dusk, and he doesn't even have his lights on. No wonder I didn't spot him in the mirrors...probably also because he wasn't even close to me when I did.
Damn these close calls...
I had one just this evening actually, just a little while ago. Not quite as elaborate as Cub's, or some of the other folks here, but still.
So I was on the local freeway heading back towards my dorm here at the university. It was just about dusk. The freeway here has the standard three lanes going each way...I was in the far left lane. I saw a truck getting ready to exit the on-ramp into traffic, and decided to get into the middle lane to give him space.
So I check my mirrors, blind spot, you know, the standard routine. All is clear. So I hit the blinker and begin to pull over.
All of a sudden, there's this little sedan thing right on my left side. Honks his horn, and I swing back into the left lane to prevent hitting him.
So, I'm going about 70 in a 65 zone, and he goes my much faster; had to have been AT LEAST 100!
And the other stupid thing; its dusk, and he doesn't even have his lights on. No wonder I didn't spot him in the mirrors...probably also because he wasn't even close to me when I did.
Damn these close calls...
I've had many such incidents, but one I really enjoyed happened in Albuquerque. Actually, between ABQ and Santa Fe.
I was driving to Santa Fe in my Maserati and some guy in a Nissan came up behind and started tailgating me. I dropped down a couple gears, hit the accelerator and left this guy a speck on the horizon. Then I slowed back down to the legal limit and continued cruising. Eventually, the comes roaring up again and starts tailgating. I leave him in the dust again and then slow down. I was expecting, after I left this guy in the dust a few times that he would realize that he's out of his league. But no. He eventually comes speeding up to get behind me again. So I leave him in the dust one more time. This time, while he had to speed for a long way to catch up with me, while I was going the speed limit far ahead, a cop appears behind him and pulls him over. I just continued on my way since I was going within the speed limit. It was beautiful.
I LOVE Albuquerque, by the way. Lived there for two years while doing a post-doc at Sandia National Labs.
I was driving to Santa Fe in my Maserati and some guy in a Nissan came up behind and started tailgating me. I dropped down a couple gears, hit the accelerator and left this guy a speck on the horizon. Then I slowed back down to the legal limit and continued cruising. Eventually, the comes roaring up again and starts tailgating. I leave him in the dust again and then slow down. I was expecting, after I left this guy in the dust a few times that he would realize that he's out of his league. But no. He eventually comes speeding up to get behind me again. So I leave him in the dust one more time. This time, while he had to speed for a long way to catch up with me, while I was going the speed limit far ahead, a cop appears behind him and pulls him over. I just continued on my way since I was going within the speed limit. It was beautiful.
I LOVE Albuquerque, by the way. Lived there for two years while doing a post-doc at Sandia National Labs.
Interesting to learn that, I've lived here for 19 years. Right up in the foothills of the Sandia Mountains. Still, I'm about ready to leave; my life calls for new areas to explore. Still...is quite a pretty place.DrPaul wrote:I LOVE Albuquerque, by the way. Lived there for two years while doing a post-doc at Sandia National Labs.
Just for kicks, here's a photo of the city from Embudito Trail, which is a good hour's hike from my parents' house. Have to admit, the view is beautiful.
