Road Rage
Last week I had to stop a guy attacking another one in the middle of the road - one had run the lights whilst on the phone and the other had objected. I actually had to take the attacker's car keys out of their car and tell him he wasn't getting them back till he calmed down.
Looking back on it, I was lucky I was feeling all parental and in control or the situation could have panned out very differently.
Have you lost it on the roads, or have you been on the recieving end of some nutter?
( , Thu 12 Oct 2006, 21:31)
Last week I had to stop a guy attacking another one in the middle of the road - one had run the lights whilst on the phone and the other had objected. I actually had to take the attacker's car keys out of their car and tell him he wasn't getting them back till he calmed down.
Looking back on it, I was lucky I was feeling all parental and in control or the situation could have panned out very differently.
Have you lost it on the roads, or have you been on the recieving end of some nutter?
( , Thu 12 Oct 2006, 21:31)
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I once was riding my motorised bike home after a hard days work, my mood was not improved by a car full of lairy bitches cutting me up and making me brake very hard to avoid injury. so when i pulled up to them at some lights to discuss the matter further i was told, in no uncertain terms, that my personal feelings were none of their concern, more to the point they were sorry to have missed me at all.
when i caught up to them again I had my first ever violent road rage outburst, and punched down on their left hand wing mirror. To my dismay, it didn't come cleanly off, so I had to punch it repeatedly to ensure complete destruction before i rode off (veh quickly). i remember looking at their faces just before i shot off, and what i saw was good. Four cowering, horrified, scared shitless heartless bitches, i could not have asked for more. I still smile when i think about it, i hope they have nightmares forever. and rabies. bitches.
( , Mon 16 Oct 2006, 22:15, Reply)
I once was riding my motorised bike home after a hard days work, my mood was not improved by a car full of lairy bitches cutting me up and making me brake very hard to avoid injury. so when i pulled up to them at some lights to discuss the matter further i was told, in no uncertain terms, that my personal feelings were none of their concern, more to the point they were sorry to have missed me at all.
when i caught up to them again I had my first ever violent road rage outburst, and punched down on their left hand wing mirror. To my dismay, it didn't come cleanly off, so I had to punch it repeatedly to ensure complete destruction before i rode off (veh quickly). i remember looking at their faces just before i shot off, and what i saw was good. Four cowering, horrified, scared shitless heartless bitches, i could not have asked for more. I still smile when i think about it, i hope they have nightmares forever. and rabies. bitches.
( , Mon 16 Oct 2006, 22:15, Reply)
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