Road R-R-Rage...
Saturday, May 11, 2013 8:20 PM
I like to drive fast, that much is true, and I hate it when turds clog up the left lane, that much is also true but I am a skillful driver and pride myself on the fact that I have never actually lost control of my emotions while driving a car...until last night that is.
Coming home late (2am) last night and I'm pushing a pretty good clip down a 4 lane road in the burbs. It's a major artery so the 2 east bound lanes are separated from the 2 west bound lanes by a grassy median. The speed limit is 50 but I'm pushing 80 and there's no one around until I come up to a red light. There's a car in the left lane and as I come up the light changes to green so without stopping I down shift slip into the right lane and blow past the guy sitting at the light.
A couple seconds later I'm back up to 80ish and back in the left lane when a car comes up behind me and jams me so I accelerate to about 90 and when I notice that he's still on my tail I slip into the right hand lane to let him pass, after all he was obviously in a bigger hurry than me. Except the ass-wipe doesn't pass me instead he yangs over into the right hand lane and rides my reds. Hey no biggie my turn is coming up so I keep it at about 80 and veer off to the right, down shift and hit the turn hard at about 70 and accelerate back up to 85 on the new secondary road heading south.
30 seconds later shit-for-brains is back on my tail. This goes on for another 30 min and now I'm pissed so I decided to see how fuck-face was going to handle a little personal attention and started fucking with him every time he got within 10 feet of my bumper I jacked the breaks hard and then accelerated. I must have made him panic stop 4 or 5 times in a row and then he darts in front of me and tries to do the same thing only I ain't playing so I peel off to the right onto a side street bang a quick youie and as I'm coming back out he's coming in. I hit the gas and get it up to 90 while he's trying to make a U turn and eventually he catches up to me again just in time to see me pull into a shopping center parking lot.
The parking lot is deserted except for a couple stray's and I pull up next to a bank that's closed but you know that they have surveillance camera's running so if I get whacked at least it'll be on camera.
Now just for reference I'm 6'2" 240lbs with a 34" waist and I wear a 54" jacket. I'm 52 but grew up playing combat sports and was an all American collegiate wrestler at a D1 college in the midwest so I'm not the type of person who is easily intimidated which is why I stepped out of my car and walked back to my trunk while the dickless-wonder pulled into the parking lot. Fuck-wad must have seen me cause he stopped up short about 20 yards away and I stood there waiting for him to do something--get out of the car, drive away, roll down his window and pop a cap into my stupid ass--something!
Well I get bored easily and after about 2 minuets of waiting for the pulsating-pussy to do something I reached into my trunk and extracted an old fashioned Louisville Slugger and started to walk in his direction. As I got closer I noticed that there were 2 in the front seats but I couldn't tell if there was anybody in the back seat so I kept walking towards the car. As I got closer still (about 5 yards away) he revved his engine as though to say that he was going to run me over but I kept walking towards him. At about 10 feet he pulled a hole shot and darted forward and I stepped to the side while bringing the bat up to my right shoulder and as he sped past me I swung and made contact with his side view mirror on the passenger side of the car. BANG! CRASH! the mirror shattered and bits of plastic and glass showered me but I didn't get cut. He kept going and by the time I got back to my car he was long gone so I'll never know what crawled up his ass and died yesterday.
When I finally made it home my wife gave me shit for coming home so late and I decide to leave that sleeping bear alone and copped a lame ass excuse to get her off my back. I slept like a fucken baby after that and woke up all refreshed and shit this morning.
Have you ever had a similar experience? What would you have done in my place? What would you have done if you the pansy-assed-cock-sucker driving the other car?
Color me curious...
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