And you figure it is weak...how so?

 

HHHMMMMMMM..........rice.........

 

^^^ I am bored today...

 

I know a guy that flashed his pistol on I40 in Russelville ar. I think is where it happened. It took him about 24 hours to get out of jail , a fine and never got his pistol back. He never told me how much it cost him. But I don't even hang with him anymore. I'm affraid the SOB gonna kill somebody.

 

Urgh me too. Class is so over rated

 

Where'd Raptorman go? (a play on words, Rafterman, from Full Metal Jacket) If you've seen it, you get it...

 

He'll probably just ignore this thread (just like he always does) cause we started ripping on him.

 

I think the OP here has a pretty flawed perspective of road rage... so what you flashed your highs at someone. I do that for trivial things like if someone throws a cigarette out the window and it touches my truck.

Road Rage is stuff like following somebody home or flashing some heat etc.





This one time though, my friend and I were on the highway and this Cadillac beater pulls up next to us with four mexicans in it, the guy in the passenger seat starts playing with a butterfly knife while laughing about something to his friends. My friend pulls out his Glock and sets it on the dash, and they immediately slammed on the brakes

 

I don't think I've ever been angry enough behind the wheel to really snap. I was a victim of road rage once though.

I was headed home from work, and was passing an old beat to hell fox body on the interstate. I hadn't seen him before; but, as I was pulling up on him, he had his eyes on me in the sideview mirror, making eye contact. I didn't know what he had planned; but, I kept my eye on him as I went around. He was a young kid (about 20-24).

When I got beside of him he looked over and flipped me the bird, for no reason I could figure out, and did that head lunge thing punks do to challenge you to a fight. I couldn't help but smile. I hit the gas and put him in my rearview. I kept an eye on him after that. He was having a fit back there. His 300 lb. girlfriend/wife was pretty upset, too. I still had no idea what was going on; but, I was getting a little worried. I don't carry a gun, and I was sure punkboy had one.

I got off at my exit and pulled into my regular place to get gas and guess who pulls in right behind me. I decided I wasn't getting gas here today and pulled out and moved across the street to get gas. Punkboy pulls in behind me and pulls around to block me off. He jumps out and comes over to the drivers side, all puffed up and ready to kick some ***. But NO GUN. Ooops for him. When the cops got there, they asked him if he needed an ambulance (He did; but, said he didn't.) and took our stories. The guy said he came after me for looking at his woman.

They let me go right there and took his *** to jail for driving on a revoked liscense, and some other unrelated stuff. There are some friggin' CRAZY people out there.

 

Besides the daily giving someone the finger for driving stupidly, just once.

I was pulling out of a parking lot into a line of traffic. A car with 5 girls, probably all in their early 20's was in front of me once I got into traffic. I don't know what they were thinking, maybe that I was stopped too close beind them, but they all kept turning around and looking at me. Trust me, I was minding my own business. As traffic started picking up, they continued to keep looking at me, so I was like....."Yeah....WTF?" That must have pissed them off so the driver started driving at a snail's pace purposely and then they started laughing. I gave a few hand gestures at this point. I just wanted to get home, so I started to pass them. This was only a 2 line road one going each way. As I started to pass, they sped up and wouldn't let me. There was a bus coming straight at me head on and I thought I was going to die right then and there. I managed to pass and get in front of them, with only seconds to spare. Once in front of them, I stopped right in the middle of the road, got out and started walking over to the driver. I guess they saw the expression on my face and sped away. Lucky them, because I never felt so much anger in my life.

 

There have been a lot! The only one I seem to remember though was this past fall or winter. I was driving home from somewhere, going down the highway, and I move over to the right lane to get ready for my exit on to a different highway. I start on the ramp going with traffic when I look behind me and I see some guy absolutely flying up the ramp. So I do a light brake check to let him know to back off because he got way to close to me driving like an *******. So he flips out and we continue and merge back in with traffic on the other highway. There's an opening so I move into the left lane as soon as I can because the right lane is too slow for me. He follows getting right on my *** again so I brake check him again to let him know to get off my ***. He doesn't so I slow down to the car's speed next to me so he can't pass. After a few minutes I floor it to get away from him. 100+ he's trying to catch me and can't. I've pushed my luck enough and I don't want to get hurt or hurt anyone else so I slow down and get over. My exit will be coming up soon anyway. He get's next to me and flips out some more. Then right before I start up the exit ramp, he cuts me off doing about 60 and slams his brakes on down to about 20. Now I'm pissed because there was no need for that so I slam on my brakes as not to hit him and then flopor it around him. Side by side up the exit ramp he tries not to let me pass but I do. We get to the next traffic light and he's behind me. It took EVERYTHING I had not to get out and approach him. I have a bit of a temper and I struggle to control it sometimes so I didn't want to put myself into a situation where I didn't know what I would do. I really wanted to get out and just rip the guy out of his car and start pounding on him but I wasn't sure I'd know when to stop. I was shaking in anger the rest of the way home. AHHH it pisses me off just thinking about it.

 

Oh that was you!?


JK

 

Haha, good stories guys. Sorry I didn't post- I started the thread right as my 3rd block class (computer class) ended and now I'm home. So here's what happened to me:

Last night I'm headed home from work at 9:00. Well I'm goiing down town at 45 mph and I'm approaching this 4-way and I've got 1/2 mile to go and the light is green and a Chevy Suburban took the right and merged onto my road that I was going down. We hit a stop light. No big deal. We go green, and she speeds up to 45- in a 60 mph zone. My bladder is kinda full so I nudge to the left- no oncoming traffic, and I have a single dashed line. Clear to pass

So I downshift into 4th, revv her up a bit and pass her and accelerate to 60. Well I pass her and we go one for a mile and I turn left down a secondary road that leads to my house. She follows. As soon as we turn onto this road, I accelerate to 50 mph and she comes within 15 feet of my rear bumper and turns on her high-beams. I thought maybe she has bad lighting so I go on for another mile hoping she'd extinguish the lights. I try waving my hand out the window- nothing. I tap my brakes a few times. She backs off 30-40 feet, then races back up behind me. I then turn ALL of my lights on and off an on again to try and get her to turn them off. I have no idea why she is mad, I had only my main lights on low when I passed her and I only turned on my Hella's when we were going down the secondary road.

So back to where I was, I go for another 5-6 miles with her right on my butt and high-beams a'glazin. Well there is a car coming the other direction so I flip off my highbeams and Hellas, and to my suprise, the lady behind me turns off her high-beams. The car passes, I turn my lights onto bright and so does she. Ughh... I deflect my mirrors and hit my left directional, pretending I'm turning off. She slows down, I turn off the road and stop. When she passes she has this pissed off look on her face and flips me off. WTF? So I put it in reverse, get back on the road, put it in first and spin the tires and catch up to her. This time no Mr. Nice Guy. I hit my high-beams and light up the big **** of that Suburban. I then hit my 100W Hella driving lights and they light up her rear windows. We go on for 4 miles and she starts to slow down...

We are at 55, then slow to 40....then 35....then 25..... Pretty soon were doing around 25 mph in a 50 mph zone. I have no problem cause she ticked me off and I'm eager to get revenge So we continue on and I'm preparing to turn on a road that leads to my house. She turns down the same road, hehe. So I torture her some more, this time we're doing 15 mph... Finally, 2 miles later, she stops. Dead center in the middle of the night on a back country road. So I turn on my PA and go: "Ma'am, I'm sorry your crappy Chebby cant make it any farther, it's your fault for not getting a Ford, but can you use the last 2 brain cells you have remaining and press the pedal on the right?"

We sit for a minute so then I go on my PA: "Well, I guess I missed my road, See ya!" And go into reverse a good 50-60 feet and pull into the grass like I was going to turn around. Well as I put it into first to begin the other way (to fake her our) she goes into reverse like shes going to follow me. So shes backing up, and I FLOOR IT past her. I'm pushing my 6 and making all the cylinders sing and she tries to catch up but by the time she starts moving I'm 1/2 mile away and losing her. I proceed home- still laughing.

A day later, and I still have no idea why she was pissed at me. My low beams were on when I passed her and its not like I did a crazy redneck pass. I was just trying to get home and I guess she was one of those ugly rednecks that don't like to be passed in ther chebbies! So ya. Thats it.

EDIT: I remembered I got a short 1 min video clip of me behind her. My sister has the camera right now, so I'll upload it tomorrow. My only regret is that I didn't film the part when we were stopped and I was on the PA.

 

do you relize how big of a tool you are?

 

And the plot thickens.....