Sometimes it can feel like driving is an extreme sport nowadays. If it's not Karen cutting in front of you, then Jack is jumping a red light, or Delores is driving Miss Daisy on the interstate. Add increasing traffic and collective elevated stress levels to that, and it's enough to leave many drivers wanting to blow a gasket.
Some of us turn up Beethoven and breathe through the chaos on the roads, while others go to war in the worst possible way. According to CNN, there's been a whopping 500% increase in reported cases of road rage over the last 10 years. And a 2024 poll by The Zebra revealed that 96% of respondents had witnessed an act of road rage in the past six months.
People have been sharing their worst road rage experiences, and many are proof that driving is not for the faint of heart. From the mildly annoying to the utterly heartbreaking, Bored Panda has put together a list of the most shocking. We also take a look at some road rage statistics and explore the root cause of aggression behind the wheel. You'll find that info between the individual stories.
#1
As a female, weirdly, I've never minded a little confrontation. I was going to make a right turn on red ( perfectly legal). I look on the left and see it's clear and go. Apparently the jerk going well over 20 miles the limit and came right up behind me afterwards didn't feel the same. He flailed his arms and mouthed a ton of profanity that I chuckled at while looking in the rear view mirror. I pulled into the grocery store where I was headed and he followed closely behind. I parked as did he and got out. When I got out he called me every name in the book. While normally I would have returned the favor I noticed two cops with lights on pull up behind his car blocking him in. They witnessed everything. He was Arrested right there. That's what happens when you go 25 over the limit here. They added a disorderly conduct charge on for going off on me :-).
49points
People are peeved... And instead of using their daily commute to relax and let off some steam, many drivers are taking out their anger on other road users. The stats are sobering. It's no longer a case of irate motorists muttering profanities under their breath, or "flipping the bird" in the fast lane.
According to the Siegfried & Jensen law firm, road rage shootings rose by more than 400% between 2014 and 2023. 116 people lost their lives as a direct result of road rage in 2024, while 362 were injured. Another scary reality: 65% of drivers admit to carrying at least one weapon in their vehicle.
#2
I used to be a ragaholic on the roads until I almost caused a large accident on I-95 near Fredericksburg, VA. I was in the left lane of 95 going about 75 mph, sitting behind a group of cars. I see a red pick-up coming up fast behind me and he proceeds to tailgate me for a few miles. I couldn't speed up due to people in front of me and due to his bad driving, I sure wasn't going to get right to let him pass. I finally get so pissed, that I slam on my breaks and go from 75-50 in about 2 seconds, then punch the gas. I look in my rearview mirror and see this jerk fishtailing on the left shoulder and struggling to regain control of his truck. He eventually catches back up and starts flashing his lights, while I flick him off and proceed to tap my brakes every so often. He eventually gets right and moves on. I get home and fully grasp what i had done and how I could have impacted more lives than just his with my poor driving. Ever since, I've learned to let stuff roll off my back when it comes to other drivers.
26points
#3
This woman who was offended that I had my right turn signal on but wasn't turning at a red light (no turn on red). It's a dumb sign since it's an easy turn to make on red, but I happened to know a cop camps that light in a blind spot and had busted 2 of my friends for running it. She gets out of her car and is calling me names and I look back and she's driving a Jeep with the windows down, her car has her 3 young kids in it looking at her in horror. I just said "lady, I hope you get some help" and drove off as the light turned.
Ugh, some people...
Ugh, some people...
26points
"Although guns don’t directly cause violence, they dramatically increase the likelihood that any situation involving conflict will be lethal,” says Brad Bushman, an Ohio State University communications professor who researches aggression and violence. “Imagine you’re in a car and somebody cuts you off. If there’s no gun in your car, maybe you flip them off. And if there’s a gun in your car, maybe you shoot them.”
According to data from the non-profit Gun Violence Archive, angry drivers in the U.S. shot 3,095 people between 2014 and 2023. 777 of the victims didn't survive.
#4
I used to drive semi-trucks 10+ years ago, and I had plenty of experiences with road rage. I am mainly on the receiving end because people seem to thing that a 40 ton 60-70 foot long vehicle can perform like a car. I was going through an interchange and the merge ramp was 2 lanes wide. I was in the left lane because the right one goes away rather quickly. A beat-up pickup is driving right next to me the entire time. I keep wondering where he is going since the lane goes away. I am not even going fast, maybe 50 mph since it is a transition ramp, and you have to initally slow down, so he could have easily passed me, semis aren't really known for their acceleration. I figured I would slow down if he signalled, but he never did. Finally his lane starts pinching out and he is still about 10 ft behind the nose of my truck. He slams on his brakes and drops behind me. Once behind me he whips over, comes up on my left side, pulls in front of me and pulls a brake check. I don't hit him, but I sorta smirk at the stupidity. A semi can't stop very fast, and in a situation like this, the semi can ride up and over a standard car. While I would survive fine, the guy brake checking me could have not. You see a lot of stupid stuff when you drive big rig.
tl;dr: Don't brake check a tractor-trailer.
tl;dr: Don't brake check a tractor-trailer.
24points
#5
I used to ride motorcycles. One day a dude who was texting while driving decided to change lanes without using a blinker or even checking his mirrors. His driver side door bumped into my leg and almost sent me over the bars. We pull up the the next stop light and he rolls his window down. I don't let him say a word. I just yank his mirror off and threw it in his face and said, "Use this!!" I hate myself for that.
20points
#6
So we're 18 and we'd just done the paintball thing (it was the early 90s, OK?) and then run to the paintball shop for supplies. We are on our way home, the 4 of us having had a nice summer weekend afternoon shooting our friends with little exploding red, blue and green blobs.
The route home is along this 2 lane highway from the nearest paintball shop to my friend's folk's place in a very affluent suburb. Traffic was pretty heavy as it was evening and people were going out for dinner and all the other things people do on weekends. We'd past a few intersections when this dude pulled out behind us.
Keep in mind this is a 2 lane highway in bumper to bumper traffic going, at most 20 mph.
Dude that got behind us is flipping the hell out. I'm in the back and I turn around to insure he's not escorting his pregnant wife to the hospital (seriously - I was in HS, I watched a lot of TV, cut me some slack). He's not. We ignore him and drive another minute or two.
He's still flipping out. Honking, flashing the lights. There's no place for us to go other than pull off into the ditch or rear-end the car in front of us. So my friend, Skippy (yeah, that's what we called him - not his real name. You guessed, did you? Good job) has had enough. Next time we're at a full stop, he sticks his head out the window and shouts, "Where exactly do you want me to go?!"
This guy loses it. He's not a big guy, but he gets out of the car and starts ... yes, chasing us on foot. Mind you, we're still IN the car. Light turns green, we creep ahead, but in one of those moments of realization we come to understand that "crawling" in a car is still pretty much top speed in a foot race. So this deranged jerk is chasing after us. We turn on to Skippy's road. Still back there. Still running (queue Cake - 'he's going the distance ... ')
Skippy slams on the brakes. Our pursuer face plants into the back of the car (which is a hatchback - so we get the full affect) and falls to the pavement.
At which point we speed home uphill on the side street, never to see Mr. Road Rage ever again.
The route home is along this 2 lane highway from the nearest paintball shop to my friend's folk's place in a very affluent suburb. Traffic was pretty heavy as it was evening and people were going out for dinner and all the other things people do on weekends. We'd past a few intersections when this dude pulled out behind us.
Keep in mind this is a 2 lane highway in bumper to bumper traffic going, at most 20 mph.
Dude that got behind us is flipping the hell out. I'm in the back and I turn around to insure he's not escorting his pregnant wife to the hospital (seriously - I was in HS, I watched a lot of TV, cut me some slack). He's not. We ignore him and drive another minute or two.
He's still flipping out. Honking, flashing the lights. There's no place for us to go other than pull off into the ditch or rear-end the car in front of us. So my friend, Skippy (yeah, that's what we called him - not his real name. You guessed, did you? Good job) has had enough. Next time we're at a full stop, he sticks his head out the window and shouts, "Where exactly do you want me to go?!"
This guy loses it. He's not a big guy, but he gets out of the car and starts ... yes, chasing us on foot. Mind you, we're still IN the car. Light turns green, we creep ahead, but in one of those moments of realization we come to understand that "crawling" in a car is still pretty much top speed in a foot race. So this deranged jerk is chasing after us. We turn on to Skippy's road. Still back there. Still running (queue Cake - 'he's going the distance ... ')
Skippy slams on the brakes. Our pursuer face plants into the back of the car (which is a hatchback - so we get the full affect) and falls to the pavement.
At which point we speed home uphill on the side street, never to see Mr. Road Rage ever again.
19points
While drivers can see red at any time of day or night, experts say the most dangerous times for road rage incidents are between 5 PM and 7 PM, particularly on Fridays and Mondays. "The summer months—July, August, and September—see the highest rates of road rage due to increased travel and road congestion," notes Siegfried & Jensen's site.
According to the legal experts, one of the most common triggers of road rage is being on the receiving end of an obscene gesture.
"Neurologists explain that when a driver sees an offensive gesture, it activates the amygdala—the part of the brain that processes threats and emotional responses. This triggers the fight-or-flight response, leading to impulsive and aggressive reactions rather than rational decision-making," they explain.
#7
I chased someone down out of pure anger for cutting me off. I followed them for miles. I’m glad they didn’t stop cause idk what I was thinking would happen. Pretty sure it was going to be physical.
13points
#8
I was in an exit-only lane on the freeway. A car swerved into my lane and then back to theirs, causing me to hit my brakes and drop to about 50mph. A man behind me FLEW past me in the emergency lane flipping me off. We met again at the red light at the offramp. I looked over at his car and he was screaming at me through my window flipping me off and stuff.
He chased me off the offramp for a couple miles to a friend's house and blocked my car in screaming for me to get out and fight him. Turns out he was probably 55 years old, 6'3" and easily over 250lbs, driving a 3500 Dualie truck with Arizona plates. So I slowly get out of my car and he starts rushing over to me when he realizes my friend just came outside to greet me with a pleasant aluminum baseball bat.
A lot of yelling occurred and he eventually calmed down and left. We went inside and smoked our faces off :D.
He chased me off the offramp for a couple miles to a friend's house and blocked my car in screaming for me to get out and fight him. Turns out he was probably 55 years old, 6'3" and easily over 250lbs, driving a 3500 Dualie truck with Arizona plates. So I slowly get out of my car and he starts rushing over to me when he realizes my friend just came outside to greet me with a pleasant aluminum baseball bat.
A lot of yelling occurred and he eventually calmed down and left. We went inside and smoked our faces off :D.
12points
#9
On my old commute, there used to be traffic light at the bottom of a steep hill that I often had to stop at. People in my area are pretty ballsy with yellow lights, and usually so am I. However, on this particular morning, the roads were very icy and poorly plowed, so I decided to actually stop at the yellow light, because I could, and because I wasn't sure I'd make it through the left turn and wind up where I expected to go if I hit the gas.
There was an older guy in a pickup behind me. He slammed on his horn, and then proceeded to punch it to keep beeping at me (while the light was red). Through my rearview mirror, I saw him pick up a stack of papers from his passenger seat, and throw them at his windshield, and shake his fists and basically throw a nutty tantrum.
He then followed me into my office park, where I drove around the different buildings so that he couldn't see which one I worked at. He followed me OUT of the office park, where I then drove into the parking lot of the nearby police station, and he did not follow me into there. At that point, I went to work.
There was an older guy in a pickup behind me. He slammed on his horn, and then proceeded to punch it to keep beeping at me (while the light was red). Through my rearview mirror, I saw him pick up a stack of papers from his passenger seat, and throw them at his windshield, and shake his fists and basically throw a nutty tantrum.
He then followed me into my office park, where I drove around the different buildings so that he couldn't see which one I worked at. He followed me OUT of the office park, where I then drove into the parking lot of the nearby police station, and he did not follow me into there. At that point, I went to work.
12points
The road rage crisis isn't only rearing its ugly head in the United States... Violence and aggression on the roads is making headlines in South Africa too.
In April, a 48-year-old husband and father lost his life after being shot in a road rage incident in the country's Gauteng province. His wife was critically injured. Faisel Ul Rhehman was described as "a very good man" by those who knew him. Witnesses say the shooting happened after a small fender bender, which escalated into a full-on gun battle.
#10
If by worst you mean most hilarious, here goes. My friend and I were driving to Foxwoods (casino in CT) and we missed the turn to get onto a road, so he cut in front of this guy who was in the turning lane at the light. It was nothing outrageous and the road wasn't too busy; he just kind of eased in. Mind you, we're in his car, which has a Mass plate. Everyone hates Mass drivers. So the light turns green, we turn onto the road, and this guy starts tailgating us. My friend drops it down to 20 in a 40 because this was some egregious tailgating. We get up to another light to go straight, and this guy's turning right. He rolls down the window of his *Volvo* and starts screaming at us, saying my friend needs to "learn how to drive." For some reason, anger did not prevail on our side. I just turned my head, cupped my hands together, and put them over my mouth. I then proceeded to blow air and make an obnoxious fart noise, all while staring at the guy. He sped off in his little Volvo and we laughed at how sometimes road rage can be fun if you're not the one raging.
11points
#11
I live in Alaska and sometimes we get these weird warm winds in the middle of winter called Chinooks. The temperature can be 20-30 below when you go to bed and 40 above when you wake up. This creates water on top of ice on the road and driving can be pretty treacherous.
One morning commute during a Chinook, this guy merges behind me and traffic is crawling at 5mph for 15 miles. He was tailgating so close I couldn't see his headlights and he kept tapping his horn. I was driving even slower since I didn't want to get rear-ended by him if the traffic in front of us stopped suddenly.
I changed lanes when I could, just before a stop light and this guy gets out of his truck and walks to my passenger door and just before he opened it I leaned over and locked it. He yells at me and punches my window. I was on a beer league softball team at the time and I grabbed my bat from the back seat and opened my door and he turned and skitter-ran over the ice back to his car.
I was just so WTH over the whole thing. I don't even know what I did XD.
One morning commute during a Chinook, this guy merges behind me and traffic is crawling at 5mph for 15 miles. He was tailgating so close I couldn't see his headlights and he kept tapping his horn. I was driving even slower since I didn't want to get rear-ended by him if the traffic in front of us stopped suddenly.
I changed lanes when I could, just before a stop light and this guy gets out of his truck and walks to my passenger door and just before he opened it I leaned over and locked it. He yells at me and punches my window. I was on a beer league softball team at the time and I grabbed my bat from the back seat and opened my door and he turned and skitter-ran over the ice back to his car.
I was just so WTH over the whole thing. I don't even know what I did XD.
11points
#12
At a light, two lanes turning left, I'm in the right one. A lady in the left lane goes to cut around the person in front of her, effectively almost broadsided me and almost pushing me into a barrier (had I not slammed on the brakes). I *raged* out.
Chased her down and got beside her at the next light. She casually gave me the finger as I pulled up, but as I got closer to coming level with her, her daughter's terrified face came into view in the passenger window. I never felt so bad in my life - she didn't have anything to do with what was happening. From then on, I promised myself to try and chill on the highway more.
Can't remember where I heard it, but we're all on the highway together. I try to be quick to forgive, wave/apologize when I mess up, and assume anyone driving crazy *really* has to take a poop.
Chased her down and got beside her at the next light. She casually gave me the finger as I pulled up, but as I got closer to coming level with her, her daughter's terrified face came into view in the passenger window. I never felt so bad in my life - she didn't have anything to do with what was happening. From then on, I promised myself to try and chill on the highway more.
Can't remember where I heard it, but we're all on the highway together. I try to be quick to forgive, wave/apologize when I mess up, and assume anyone driving crazy *really* has to take a poop.
11points
"After failing to resolve their argument allegedly through swearing and a fist fight, they escalated the dispute to the use of guns, sadly, in the presence of children who had to witness their father [passing away] right in front of their eyes, and their mom getting serious injuries during it," reports South Africa's Mail & Guardian.
The country's National Prosecuting Authority later announced that it would not be charging the man who took Ul Rhehman's life, as he had acted in self-defense.
#13
I was driving home from a meeting on an old winding highway. The speed limit was 35, but being an 18 year old in a car with a lower center of gravity I had little interest in adhering to the limit. In front of me was a car driving 25. No problem, I can deal with that for a minute as I knew there was an opportunity to pass them coming up. A minute later the median line lets me know passing is legal and moderately safe (I never pass illegally on this highway, I'm not that stupid) so I downshift and pull into the other lane. The other driver started accelerating too. This I never understood, why do you now have to speed up when you didn't mind driving under the limit for who knows how long before you knew I was going to share the road? We both got up to 75 MPH before I decided my pride wasn't worth a head on collision in my tin can car and I pull in behind the other car. At first all was well, the other driver was keeping up a decent clip and I figured I'd be able to get home at satiate my powerful desire to eat. Then the other guy decided to brake check me. Thankfully we had just crested a hill and I had looked to see no opposing traffic. I swung rather haphazardly into the other lane and flew by the guy.
tl;dr someone decided to be a jerk with no cause leading to high speeds on windy roads.
tl;dr someone decided to be a jerk with no cause leading to high speeds on windy roads.
10points
#14
Was once pulling up to a light that was red and was pulling onto a two lane highway, the other direction of highway is allowed to make a U-turn at the light when the arrow is green (It is normally a turn lane but u-turns are allowed). I figured that I can make a right on red into one lane while anyone making the u-turn would have the other lane. As I make the turn someone was also making a U-turn and went wide enough to go into my lane and almost hit me. After we both hit the brakes he was livid, I was a little shaken but continued on and pulled into where I work right up the road. He chased after me and pulled up right behind me so I had no where to go and I am not even processing what is going on. He comes up to my window and starts screaming at me as if I just attempted to k**l him. He goes on for about 30 seconds and is mad that I am not yelling back so he spits into my window and races off. I was only 18 at the time so I was kind of scared as I only weighed 130lbs soaking wet, luckily a coworker saw it happening and called the cops, nothing came from it though.
10points
#15
A couple stories:
1. One guy (in a small cargo van) was stopped at an intersection with a minivan behind him. Light turns green. He doesn't move. The minivan honks. The guy throws it in reverse and *smacks his car into the minivan behind him,* then takes off. Left his bumper (and plates) lodged in the minivan though, so he's most certainly cooked legally.
2. Trying to merge onto a highway. Guy isn't going fast enough. So I speed up to merge ahead of him. He sees me, and speeds up. Whatever. I slow down and try to merge behind him.
He slows down to meet my speed. I can't get on the road, and I was almost out of ramp.
I floored it (thank the automotive gods for the V8) and I ended up cutting him off at 100km/h. In hindsight I could have slammed the brakes and got in behind him, but oh well. It's over.
Or so I think. Now he's pissed. I can see his face now; he's a middle-aged dude wearing a suit. His face is redder than his tailights. He swerves towards me.
For reference, I was driving a 2003 Silverado Z71 Offroad. He was driving a Euro sedan that I could have knocked around like a hockey puck. He swerves so much my side ends up in the gravel. I was (somehow) able to keep my truck strait. That's when I decided I've had enough.
We swerves again. I don't move. His tired squealed as he jerked his wheel back to his lane. He tries it again, I stand my ground, and almost loses control trying to avoid me.
I had half a notion to swerve back, but seeing how this was going, I had a feeling the cops would get involved, so I kept driving clean. Good thing I did. He swerved in front of me and slammed on the brakes. I smack into his bumper. He spins out and ends up facing the wrong way. OnStar detects a collision, and police are immediately dispatched.
He storms out of his car and walks right up to my window, slamming on it with his fist. I keep the doors locked, tell the nice OnStar lady what's happening, then turn up my radio to tune out the rabid businessman.
The police arrive and begin taking statements. At first it looked like I was going to get charged (because from the bumper damage it looked like I was following him too closely and failed to brake), but when I gave my story in collaboration with how livid the dude was, they held off charging either of us.
My truck's bumper was dented, but this guy's back bumper was squish, squashed, and almost ripped off. I did my thing with insurance. I drive my truck away; his has to get towed.
I get a call from the police the next day.
They've decided not to charge me because the genuis had a dash cam recording his own incriminating actions. They also dropped the ticket for driving recklessly merging because he "forced me into driving as such in that situation," but I think he was just a jerk and the cops wanted to spite him.
1. One guy (in a small cargo van) was stopped at an intersection with a minivan behind him. Light turns green. He doesn't move. The minivan honks. The guy throws it in reverse and *smacks his car into the minivan behind him,* then takes off. Left his bumper (and plates) lodged in the minivan though, so he's most certainly cooked legally.
2. Trying to merge onto a highway. Guy isn't going fast enough. So I speed up to merge ahead of him. He sees me, and speeds up. Whatever. I slow down and try to merge behind him.
He slows down to meet my speed. I can't get on the road, and I was almost out of ramp.
I floored it (thank the automotive gods for the V8) and I ended up cutting him off at 100km/h. In hindsight I could have slammed the brakes and got in behind him, but oh well. It's over.
Or so I think. Now he's pissed. I can see his face now; he's a middle-aged dude wearing a suit. His face is redder than his tailights. He swerves towards me.
For reference, I was driving a 2003 Silverado Z71 Offroad. He was driving a Euro sedan that I could have knocked around like a hockey puck. He swerves so much my side ends up in the gravel. I was (somehow) able to keep my truck strait. That's when I decided I've had enough.
We swerves again. I don't move. His tired squealed as he jerked his wheel back to his lane. He tries it again, I stand my ground, and almost loses control trying to avoid me.
I had half a notion to swerve back, but seeing how this was going, I had a feeling the cops would get involved, so I kept driving clean. Good thing I did. He swerved in front of me and slammed on the brakes. I smack into his bumper. He spins out and ends up facing the wrong way. OnStar detects a collision, and police are immediately dispatched.
He storms out of his car and walks right up to my window, slamming on it with his fist. I keep the doors locked, tell the nice OnStar lady what's happening, then turn up my radio to tune out the rabid businessman.
The police arrive and begin taking statements. At first it looked like I was going to get charged (because from the bumper damage it looked like I was following him too closely and failed to brake), but when I gave my story in collaboration with how livid the dude was, they held off charging either of us.
My truck's bumper was dented, but this guy's back bumper was squish, squashed, and almost ripped off. I did my thing with insurance. I drive my truck away; his has to get towed.
I get a call from the police the next day.
They've decided not to charge me because the genuis had a dash cam recording his own incriminating actions. They also dropped the ticket for driving recklessly merging because he "forced me into driving as such in that situation," but I think he was just a jerk and the cops wanted to spite him.
10points
At the heart of road rage, say some experts, is frustration.
“Frustration means somebody blocks your goal,” explains Bushman. “When you’re in a car, you have a definite goal — to get from point A to point B as fast as you can. Anything that interferes or blocks that goal can increase the likelihood that you’ll behave aggressively.”
But when you feel your blood start boiling after yet another loser cuts you off in traffic, you have to ask yourself, "Is it really worth it?" What to do instead: turn on some calming music and take a few deep breaths.
Remember, your ultimate goal is to arrive wherever you're going, alive and in one piece.
#16
I was a passenger in my friend’s car.
She was in the clear and so she went to pull out of the car park, however, suddenly and unexpectedly, a black Holden Commodore Ute (a notorious car here in Australia renowned for being owned by reckless drivers/hoons) zoomed around a corner and down the road resulting in her unwittingly cutting the other driver off. We were on a 60 km/h road but that car was easily going 90. The driver was not happy, he tailgated us the entire length of road, blaring his horn and flashing his lights, as I glanced into the side mirror I could see how red he was in the face, he was screaming and yelling and honestly just making a complete and utter fool of himself.
Eventually we pulled up to a red light and this bloke took it upon himself to pull up beside us and approach the vehicle. She quickly locked the doors and sat still facing forward, paying no attention to the manic lunatic who was now at her window tapping furiously. He began kicking at the door and attempting to open the door from the outside, needless to say, we were both terrified for our lives. Thankfully, the lights weren’t red for too long and so as soon as they turned green she sped off, never looking back. He wasn’t fast enough to get back into his car to follow us and so that was the last we saw of him.
We didn’t leave that situation without a small victory. While this psychopath was busy throwing a tantrum at the driver’s side window, I peered at his vehicle and noticed it was a company car, I took note of both the name of the company and of the vehicle registration and googled the business on my phone. As soon as we were back at my friend’s house she called the business and asked to speak to the manager directly, she described in great detail her ordeal and the manager assured her disciplinary measures would be taken. We never followed it up, but, our hope was that the company car was confiscated off of that loon who shouldn’t have been on the road in the first place.
Honestly, road rage is not worth it and the fact that it’s as prevalent in our society as it is terrifies me.
She was in the clear and so she went to pull out of the car park, however, suddenly and unexpectedly, a black Holden Commodore Ute (a notorious car here in Australia renowned for being owned by reckless drivers/hoons) zoomed around a corner and down the road resulting in her unwittingly cutting the other driver off. We were on a 60 km/h road but that car was easily going 90. The driver was not happy, he tailgated us the entire length of road, blaring his horn and flashing his lights, as I glanced into the side mirror I could see how red he was in the face, he was screaming and yelling and honestly just making a complete and utter fool of himself.
Eventually we pulled up to a red light and this bloke took it upon himself to pull up beside us and approach the vehicle. She quickly locked the doors and sat still facing forward, paying no attention to the manic lunatic who was now at her window tapping furiously. He began kicking at the door and attempting to open the door from the outside, needless to say, we were both terrified for our lives. Thankfully, the lights weren’t red for too long and so as soon as they turned green she sped off, never looking back. He wasn’t fast enough to get back into his car to follow us and so that was the last we saw of him.
We didn’t leave that situation without a small victory. While this psychopath was busy throwing a tantrum at the driver’s side window, I peered at his vehicle and noticed it was a company car, I took note of both the name of the company and of the vehicle registration and googled the business on my phone. As soon as we were back at my friend’s house she called the business and asked to speak to the manager directly, she described in great detail her ordeal and the manager assured her disciplinary measures would be taken. We never followed it up, but, our hope was that the company car was confiscated off of that loon who shouldn’t have been on the road in the first place.
Honestly, road rage is not worth it and the fact that it’s as prevalent in our society as it is terrifies me.
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#17
My friend and I were cruising in his Audi when a couple of guys decided they wanted to race us. This happens often, so we just ignored it. They kept it up for 10 minutes, we were side by side synchronized like the Rockettes. If we sped up, they sped up; if we slowed down, they slowed down. After a long stretch of road, we finally came to a stop light. They motioned for us to put the window down. My friend put it in park, I popped in a CD, and we both put on sunglasses. I played A Fifth of Beethoven at full volume, while the guys looked back at us in shock. When the light turned green, we sped off in to the night.
8points
#18
A guy was tailgating hard and pointing to the shoulder, trying to get me to pull over so we can fight. I didn't know what upset him so much. Regardless, I brake checked him a few times, gave him the finger and then slammed on the gas pedal.
My Toyota Echo blasted off at a porcupine's nonplussed pace, engine roaring like a schoolgirl. I tried to pass the car in front of me on a curve, but soon realized an oncoming SUV was going to head-on my economy-sized grocery getter.
I swerved and braked, leading to some fancy fishtailing straight into the guard rail. I spun across the road, my car totaled. Luckily, no one got hurt. Well, except my pride.
As the dust settled around me, I looked up and the tailgator was at a complete stop, pointing and laughing.
My Toyota Echo blasted off at a porcupine's nonplussed pace, engine roaring like a schoolgirl. I tried to pass the car in front of me on a curve, but soon realized an oncoming SUV was going to head-on my economy-sized grocery getter.
I swerved and braked, leading to some fancy fishtailing straight into the guard rail. I spun across the road, my car totaled. Luckily, no one got hurt. Well, except my pride.
As the dust settled around me, I looked up and the tailgator was at a complete stop, pointing and laughing.
7points
#19
Driving through Michigan, there was construction on the interstate and the left lane was ending. The right lane was backed up a long way, so me and a few other cars were staying in the left lane. I know a lot of people would consider that to be a jerk move, but the left lane was open for literally 2 or 3 *miles* from the point where the "Lane Ending" signs started.
Anyway, this one guy was trying to get over to the right, but since it was so backed up, he was stopped halfway into the lane. And because he was stopped, and the left lane was wide open ahead of him, the rest of us just went around. He had his window rolled down and was leaning out shouting and waving his fist at everyone passing him.
A little farther on, two cars pulled partway out of the right lane when they saw us coming, and straddled the line so that no one could pass in the left lane. The car ahead of me actually had to swerve onto the shoulder to avoid hitting them from behind.
Anyway, this one guy was trying to get over to the right, but since it was so backed up, he was stopped halfway into the lane. And because he was stopped, and the left lane was wide open ahead of him, the rest of us just went around. He had his window rolled down and was leaning out shouting and waving his fist at everyone passing him.
A little farther on, two cars pulled partway out of the right lane when they saw us coming, and straddled the line so that no one could pass in the left lane. The car ahead of me actually had to swerve onto the shoulder to avoid hitting them from behind.
6points
#20
So this person was tail gating me while there was people in front of me. What do you want me to do? PHASE THROUGH THE CARS?!?!!?
Anyways when traffic did speed up it turned to a one lane. And I intentionally went real slow just to annoy the tail gater. I was only gonna do it for like.... 20 seconds.
Dude gunned it and went on the shoulder to pass me illegally. He hit the curb and wrecked his front right wheel.
Then I drove off and flipped him off.
I could not imagine just how pissed off he would've been after that.
What I did was fairly mild until I flipped him off after he wrecked his car. That was probably a tad much. Won't lie tho I had the biggest grin on my face when I flipped him off.
Anyways when traffic did speed up it turned to a one lane. And I intentionally went real slow just to annoy the tail gater. I was only gonna do it for like.... 20 seconds.
Dude gunned it and went on the shoulder to pass me illegally. He hit the curb and wrecked his front right wheel.
Then I drove off and flipped him off.
I could not imagine just how pissed off he would've been after that.
What I did was fairly mild until I flipped him off after he wrecked his car. That was probably a tad much. Won't lie tho I had the biggest grin on my face when I flipped him off.
6points