fight/roadrage/getting even thread
I've got a couple stories, both from living in Italy. Drivers there are VERY inconsiderate. This was my 95 Prelude, which I was in love with at the time.
The first time I was at an airport, picking up a girl that flew out to see me. As we were walking out to the parking lot, I see a newer BMW 5-series park next to me. The passenger gets out, door dings my 'Lude, they both take a look at it and scoff, and walk away. I walk up to my car to see if there's a ding, and sure enough, it's there. This absolutely infuriates me! This guy thought that his car was so superior to mine that it didn't even matter that they damaged it. I leaned back against my car and did everything I could to put my foot through his door, leaving a giant dent in his passenger side door.
Second time was at the gate to my house. Summertime is nuts in the town that I lived in, and parking is a premium. This one very old Fiat Panda is parked in front of my gate, blocking about 1 foot of my driveway. I thought I would be able to make it in my gate if I folded my mirrors in. I got as absolutely as close to the car and my gate as I could, and I wound up catching one of my wheels on the hinge to my gate! The hinge really screwed up my wheels, and I was PISSED! At this point, the damage was done, so I just floored it and peeled out in my own driveway. I went inside and grabbed a knife and proceeded outside to slash all 4 of the guy's tires and kick in the front grill. I figure this one was justified, as my wheels were more expensive than his Panda.
After dealing with Italian drivers, Americans have to try pretty hard to piss me off.
The first time I was at an airport, picking up a girl that flew out to see me. As we were walking out to the parking lot, I see a newer BMW 5-series park next to me. The passenger gets out, door dings my 'Lude, they both take a look at it and scoff, and walk away. I walk up to my car to see if there's a ding, and sure enough, it's there. This absolutely infuriates me! This guy thought that his car was so superior to mine that it didn't even matter that they damaged it. I leaned back against my car and did everything I could to put my foot through his door, leaving a giant dent in his passenger side door.
Second time was at the gate to my house. Summertime is nuts in the town that I lived in, and parking is a premium. This one very old Fiat Panda is parked in front of my gate, blocking about 1 foot of my driveway. I thought I would be able to make it in my gate if I folded my mirrors in. I got as absolutely as close to the car and my gate as I could, and I wound up catching one of my wheels on the hinge to my gate! The hinge really screwed up my wheels, and I was PISSED! At this point, the damage was done, so I just floored it and peeled out in my own driveway. I went inside and grabbed a knife and proceeded outside to slash all 4 of the guy's tires and kick in the front grill. I figure this one was justified, as my wheels were more expensive than his Panda.
After dealing with Italian drivers, Americans have to try pretty hard to piss me off.
Couple of my stories:
Couple months ago my gf and I went to New Mexico for vacation and we were cruising around with the top down like every s2k should be driven. While we're driving on the highway and a new Escalade is trying to merge onto the highway and crosses 2 lanes and nearly takes us out in the fast lane. He proceeds to drive like a douche going lane to lane. Eventually he gets in the slow lane I block him in and we get next to him. He shoots me the finger like I was in the wrong so he pulls out on my ass being a dick when I decided to reach into my center console and send a handful of change into his new Caddy. He didn't come any closer after that.
Back in HS my buddy and I went to get some McDonalds before catching a movie. While we were there we ran into a douche from school that liked to run his mouth drinking a chocolate shake. After we ate our food we went outside to find a chocolate shake poured all over the interior of his new camaro ss since we had the targa off. We found the guys car in the parking lot of the theater. We decided to go WWE style and drop kicked his doors and elbow dropped the hood lol. He never did fix the damage or run his mouth again. guess they gotta learn sometime.
Couple months ago my gf and I went to New Mexico for vacation and we were cruising around with the top down like every s2k should be driven. While we're driving on the highway and a new Escalade is trying to merge onto the highway and crosses 2 lanes and nearly takes us out in the fast lane. He proceeds to drive like a douche going lane to lane. Eventually he gets in the slow lane I block him in and we get next to him. He shoots me the finger like I was in the wrong so he pulls out on my ass being a dick when I decided to reach into my center console and send a handful of change into his new Caddy. He didn't come any closer after that.
Back in HS my buddy and I went to get some McDonalds before catching a movie. While we were there we ran into a douche from school that liked to run his mouth drinking a chocolate shake. After we ate our food we went outside to find a chocolate shake poured all over the interior of his new camaro ss since we had the targa off. We found the guys car in the parking lot of the theater. We decided to go WWE style and drop kicked his doors and elbow dropped the hood lol. He never did fix the damage or run his mouth again. guess they gotta learn sometime.
My road rage has gotten so bad that I told the doc yesterday and he put me on anti anxiety meds... kinda sucks! And it's not necessarily road rage... I went off on some woman in Walmart 2 days ago because she dropped something and it scared the hell out of like 5 people and didn't even bother to pick it up....so I got loud and she just looked at me like I was crazy...
I was on my way to work switched from the right lane to left lane on a highway. I look in my rear view and notice a truck coming up fast behind me so I get back into the right lane as to not be a douche. After he passes I get behind him and apparently he thinks I was following too closely and proceeds to brake check me. I then change lanes to pass him, but before I do, I notice the redneck is holding a coke can out side of his car and looking in his mirror right at me waiting for me to come close enough to chunk it at my car. I was 16 and scared sh**less so I slow down so much that he never gets a chance to throw it at my car (i was going like 20mph on a 55 highway because he slowed down too).
Several years later I am waiting a light on a highway, get the green and go. I'm halfway through the intersection and a truck with a trailor makes a right turn in front of me like an a**. I pass him using the left turn lane while the redneck proceeds to cuss me out and flip me off.
I continue passing him and make no gesture whatsoever towards him. Unforntunatley I get a red light less than a mile down the road and he gets next to me and says "I know where you work". I it's a very small town and I had a very conspicuous car at the time (electron blue 91 accord with bodykit). I then have my mommy drop me off at work for the next week to avoid any further repercussion.
What have I learned from this...rednecks are simple minded nascar watching assholes and don't f*** with anyone near where you live/work because they can find your car easily.
Several years later I am waiting a light on a highway, get the green and go. I'm halfway through the intersection and a truck with a trailor makes a right turn in front of me like an a**. I pass him using the left turn lane while the redneck proceeds to cuss me out and flip me off.
I continue passing him and make no gesture whatsoever towards him. Unforntunatley I get a red light less than a mile down the road and he gets next to me and says "I know where you work". I it's a very small town and I had a very conspicuous car at the time (electron blue 91 accord with bodykit). I then have my mommy drop me off at work for the next week to avoid any further repercussion.
What have I learned from this...rednecks are simple minded nascar watching assholes and don't f*** with anyone near where you live/work because they can find your car easily.
Interesting I should find this thread today because my girlfriend seems to piss people off like crazy.
This actually happened yesterday on the way to see Bruno: Change of scenery, it is now 5 years since my last major encounter and the setting is Dallas. We take separate cars (she in a 350z, me in the S) since we just got back from the dealership to discuss a ripped top...anyway....
She is driving in front of me on a 3 lane road and this guy proceeds to cross the road even though it is not at an intersection or crosswalk while cars are coming. My girlfriend in her Z continues anyway because she is crazy (I try to avoid starting sh** now) and he walks in front of her car forcing her to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting him. I am several yards behind her and he is standing in front of her car cussing at her. She has her window rolled down and they are trading cuss words like baseball cards. I eventually stop next to this mess and honk at him to get the hell out of the middle of the road. He just looks at me because he doesnt know I am with her and then proceeds to hit the door frame of her car once and then finally walks away. I didn't want to escalate the situation by getting out of the car (I am going into a profession that requires no criminal record) so we both drive up to our left turn and stop (we are now probably 100ft from the guy who is walking towards the mall). Pissed off that I didn't do anything I get out of my car and give him the cussing of a lifetime at the top of my lungs so he can hear me and he looks at me confused as to him I had nothing to do with the situation.
Long story short, I am a pu*** and should have laid him out in the middle of the road but really both him and my girlfriend were in the wrong 50/50.
This actually happened yesterday on the way to see Bruno: Change of scenery, it is now 5 years since my last major encounter and the setting is Dallas. We take separate cars (she in a 350z, me in the S) since we just got back from the dealership to discuss a ripped top...anyway....
She is driving in front of me on a 3 lane road and this guy proceeds to cross the road even though it is not at an intersection or crosswalk while cars are coming. My girlfriend in her Z continues anyway because she is crazy (I try to avoid starting sh** now) and he walks in front of her car forcing her to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting him. I am several yards behind her and he is standing in front of her car cussing at her. She has her window rolled down and they are trading cuss words like baseball cards. I eventually stop next to this mess and honk at him to get the hell out of the middle of the road. He just looks at me because he doesnt know I am with her and then proceeds to hit the door frame of her car once and then finally walks away. I didn't want to escalate the situation by getting out of the car (I am going into a profession that requires no criminal record) so we both drive up to our left turn and stop (we are now probably 100ft from the guy who is walking towards the mall). Pissed off that I didn't do anything I get out of my car and give him the cussing of a lifetime at the top of my lungs so he can hear me and he looks at me confused as to him I had nothing to do with the situation.
Long story short, I am a pu*** and should have laid him out in the middle of the road but really both him and my girlfriend were in the wrong 50/50.







