I wish I could kill people
I wish I could kill people
If i could have killed this guy today and not had to deal with the law it would have been a done deal. So heres the story
I'm driving along on the highway around 80 or 85 minding my own business and I hit the slow cars that block the interstate every 5 miles it seems like. So I just sit there waiting for someone to speed up. (at this point I'm fine i deal with it all the time. No biggie!) Then the truck infront of me gives it some gas and a black cloud of exhaust and oil like you have never seen hits my car. (I could actually see 1 or 2 oil drops on my windshield) So the first chance I get i floor it (around 100) to get passed the guy. At that point I figured it was over with. Then he gets up to atleast 110 and then cuts me off( he definetely didnt have enough room. The car in the slow lane was going around 60 so I had to slam on my brakes so he didnt hit me. So now I'm beyond pissed. Not only has this guy took a car **** on my baby, He's cut me off. So now its on. I get infront of him the same way he got infront of me, but I find a car that is going around 55 on the highway(70) and sit right next to him. I sit there for a few minutes while he shows me his beautiful middle finger, then he tailgates me. Since hes so close I can see his mouth moving. to me it looks like he is thirsty so I take my diet coke I got at sonic and decide to give him a drink. Apparently he wasn't actually thirsty so he got really mad at that. So I get back up to 80 so he can get next to me and of course he does the usual bla bla bla about how he wants to watch me f%^% myself for some reason. Sorry I've wasted all of your time. I just had to vent. I feel mucho better. Anyone think I'm in the wrong. All I did was pass him because he crapped on my car( maybe not on purpose, whatever) but the fact that when I passed him he passed me right back just so he could do it again.....He deserved way more than a little diet coke on his pos
P.S. and to top it all of he got off at the same exit I did, and he might actually work with my dad. (whoops) :)
I'm driving along on the highway around 80 or 85 minding my own business and I hit the slow cars that block the interstate every 5 miles it seems like. So I just sit there waiting for someone to speed up. (at this point I'm fine i deal with it all the time. No biggie!) Then the truck infront of me gives it some gas and a black cloud of exhaust and oil like you have never seen hits my car. (I could actually see 1 or 2 oil drops on my windshield) So the first chance I get i floor it (around 100) to get passed the guy. At that point I figured it was over with. Then he gets up to atleast 110 and then cuts me off( he definetely didnt have enough room. The car in the slow lane was going around 60 so I had to slam on my brakes so he didnt hit me. So now I'm beyond pissed. Not only has this guy took a car **** on my baby, He's cut me off. So now its on. I get infront of him the same way he got infront of me, but I find a car that is going around 55 on the highway(70) and sit right next to him. I sit there for a few minutes while he shows me his beautiful middle finger, then he tailgates me. Since hes so close I can see his mouth moving. to me it looks like he is thirsty so I take my diet coke I got at sonic and decide to give him a drink. Apparently he wasn't actually thirsty so he got really mad at that. So I get back up to 80 so he can get next to me and of course he does the usual bla bla bla about how he wants to watch me f%^% myself for some reason. Sorry I've wasted all of your time. I just had to vent. I feel mucho better. Anyone think I'm in the wrong. All I did was pass him because he crapped on my car( maybe not on purpose, whatever) but the fact that when I passed him he passed me right back just so he could do it again.....He deserved way more than a little diet coke on his pos
P.S. and to top it all of he got off at the same exit I did, and he might actually work with my dad. (whoops) :)
While that was funny, it is kind of dangerous. If that guy had a gun, you could have gotten yourself up **** creek without a paddle. Just keep it safe out there. Control your anger, get a punching bag.
I think kill is going too far. Beat th s**t out of maybe, but not kill. I usually laugh at idiots that get all worked up while driving. A few weeks ago I was driving to work at 6:00 AM and some guy in a blue Escort wagon pulled along side of me honked to get my attention. I looked over and he started pointing and screaming at me. I was laughing so hard! I still can't figure out what I did to piss this guy off. I couldn't hear one word he said because we were doing like 60 miles an hour, had our windows up, and I had my stereo on. He was yelling so hard he was spitting and turning red. I could have swore he was going to rear end the car in front of him because he was only paying attention to me not the road ahead of him and he was only driving with one hand because the other one was busy pointing at me. Luckaly he didn't get off at my exit because that would have been the worst morning in history. I would have had to kick some dudes a** on my way to work before I even had my first cup of coffee and I wouldn't have even known why. There are definitely some head cases on the road.
Good advice. ( i guess :) ) Just makes me mad when people just do rude things for no apparent reason. I'll just shrug it off though. Isn't gonna help me staying mad right? I still wish I was superman, then I could rid the earth of people like him and have no one to answer to :) (fyi I wouldnt actually kill anyone :p)
I learned my road rage lesson a little less than a year ago... Some crazy lady in an old Tercel or some other econo-crapmobile decided that she was going to control the rush hour traffic on this particular afternoon. She did this by getting in the fast lane and driving 45 mph in 55 zone, making people pass her on the right. But due to the number of exit and entrance ramps, the right lane doesn't move very smoothly which probably played into her strategy.
To make matters worse, at stop lights she refused to go when the light turned green. She literally sat there until most of the traffic in right lane had passed through the light. At which time she would start moving forward slowly until she eventually topped out at the aforementioned 45 mph.
Now at first I just thought her crapmobile was on its last legs and she was having trouble with her car. And I figured she didn't want to get into the right lane because she wanted to turn left eventually. In rush hour traffic that can be difficult even when your car isn't in bad shape and I have squatted in the left lane myself in the past for that same reason - just not at 45 mph!
Not knowing what was actually happening in front of me I chalked my commute home up to bad traffic. But after a few miles I ended up being behind her at a stoplight and got to witness the "Crazy Biatch from Hell", as I fondly refer to her now, up close and personal.
Of course the light turned green, and she didn't move. The right lane was moving and I figured she would start any second now... WRONG!!! I saw her look into her rearview mirror and give me the nastiest look I have ever seen. I hadn't blown my horn, flipped the bird, shook my fist, or said an unkind word. She was giving me the "F*** you, what are you going to do about it" look and was determined to sit there until the light was about to turn yellow.
Well, she finally rolled through the intersection at 5mph and got up to 45 about a mile further up the road. I knew that up ahead I would be able to get around her leave her far behind... or so I thought! When the road cleared, I pulled into the right lane and passed her and proceeded to gun it up to 70 mph. I then pulled back into the left lane well ahead of her.
Moments later I get passed in the right lane at 70+ mph by the crapmobile!!! There isn't anything wrong with her car, she's just a "Crazy Biatch from Hell"! As we approach the next stoplight she dives in front of me so I can relive her insanity! Still, I have not done anything to provoke this nutjob, but now I'm pissed. And when she pulls that same crap again when the light turns green, I was boiling over!
This time, after crawling through the intersection, she picked up speed a little quicker and got up to 60 mph sensing that I was going to blow by her as soon as the opportunity presented itself. And sure enough the right lane emptied out and I was about to show her what a 4.3 liter high output V6 could do... Angrily, I downshifted and stomped on the gas... what happened next is where I learned my lesson...
In my rage, I pulled the shifter from 5th and shoved it into lower gear. We were up to 65-70 mph by this time and I was on the throttle so I would get a nice chirp when I let out the clutch. Unfortunately for me, I pulled it into 2nd gear, not 4th. There was a lot more than a chirp when I let up on the clutch - it was like hitting the brakes and the RPM's went WELL into the red! I ended up limping home banging and smokin'... The Lesson: $4500 for a new engine!
Funny thing is, I came across the "CBfH" about 2 months later doing the same thing... this time I just smiled and waved and got off at the next exit. I went to the Dairy Queen and had a nice large cone of ice cream while the nut case enraged someone else.
To make matters worse, at stop lights she refused to go when the light turned green. She literally sat there until most of the traffic in right lane had passed through the light. At which time she would start moving forward slowly until she eventually topped out at the aforementioned 45 mph.
Now at first I just thought her crapmobile was on its last legs and she was having trouble with her car. And I figured she didn't want to get into the right lane because she wanted to turn left eventually. In rush hour traffic that can be difficult even when your car isn't in bad shape and I have squatted in the left lane myself in the past for that same reason - just not at 45 mph!
Not knowing what was actually happening in front of me I chalked my commute home up to bad traffic. But after a few miles I ended up being behind her at a stoplight and got to witness the "Crazy Biatch from Hell", as I fondly refer to her now, up close and personal.
Of course the light turned green, and she didn't move. The right lane was moving and I figured she would start any second now... WRONG!!! I saw her look into her rearview mirror and give me the nastiest look I have ever seen. I hadn't blown my horn, flipped the bird, shook my fist, or said an unkind word. She was giving me the "F*** you, what are you going to do about it" look and was determined to sit there until the light was about to turn yellow.
Well, she finally rolled through the intersection at 5mph and got up to 45 about a mile further up the road. I knew that up ahead I would be able to get around her leave her far behind... or so I thought! When the road cleared, I pulled into the right lane and passed her and proceeded to gun it up to 70 mph. I then pulled back into the left lane well ahead of her.
Moments later I get passed in the right lane at 70+ mph by the crapmobile!!! There isn't anything wrong with her car, she's just a "Crazy Biatch from Hell"! As we approach the next stoplight she dives in front of me so I can relive her insanity! Still, I have not done anything to provoke this nutjob, but now I'm pissed. And when she pulls that same crap again when the light turns green, I was boiling over!
This time, after crawling through the intersection, she picked up speed a little quicker and got up to 60 mph sensing that I was going to blow by her as soon as the opportunity presented itself. And sure enough the right lane emptied out and I was about to show her what a 4.3 liter high output V6 could do... Angrily, I downshifted and stomped on the gas... what happened next is where I learned my lesson...
In my rage, I pulled the shifter from 5th and shoved it into lower gear. We were up to 65-70 mph by this time and I was on the throttle so I would get a nice chirp when I let out the clutch. Unfortunately for me, I pulled it into 2nd gear, not 4th. There was a lot more than a chirp when I let up on the clutch - it was like hitting the brakes and the RPM's went WELL into the red! I ended up limping home banging and smokin'... The Lesson: $4500 for a new engine!
Funny thing is, I came across the "CBfH" about 2 months later doing the same thing... this time I just smiled and waved and got off at the next exit. I went to the Dairy Queen and had a nice large cone of ice cream while the nut case enraged someone else.
Originally Posted by AlienHHR
I went to the Dairy Queen and had a nice large cone while the nut case enraged someone else.
Next time you encounter a crappy driver simply get on the cell phone and call the police.Tell them you are calling to report an obviously intoxicated driver and let them know where you are.Hopefully they will have a cop in the area..In Palm beach county you can actually get a reward if you report a drunk driver..My pet peeve is when people ride on your tail cus they are in a hurry.After being a delivery driver for so many years I've learned that speeding is dumb so I drive the speed limit or maybe a little more.When these time starved people ride my ass I simply drive slower.Thats my favorite thing although now I may think twice since Im in a brand new car..
I'm glad they finally passed the illegal lane change law here.I get so pissed when I see people changing lanes or turning with using a blinker.Its like I know your $50,000 mecrcedes has blinkers.I think chevy had this in mind when they did the blinkers on the HHR.If you notice they blink one after you let go.


